I Am Legend - Sam

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi On a hippie trail, head full of zombie I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said Do you come from a land down under Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot tall and full of muscle I said... Do you speak-a my language? He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich And he said I come from a land down under Where beer does flow and men chunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Lying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and not much to say I said to the man... Are you trying to tempt me? Because I come from the land of plenty And he said Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover

Yeah, when I'm in the sky, I'm too far away Gotta kick in to feel it Terminate another, no one is my brother, yeah! The sun burns on me Well, hell is home tomb City, stone, nail me to another cross (yeah!) Pour the gasoline, yeah Burn the fucker clean Tell me who'd she coo, I want her Like a suicide flex Hit the run and hide! Tell me who'd she coo Shine the body! Yeah... Omega-man say, "It's all gone away I cannot believe it." Well I am the one, a god with a gun I am legend! Planet, grave, hard Kill the slave Nail me to another cross (yeah!) Pour the gasoline, yeah Burn the fucker clean Tell me who'd she coo, I want her Like a suicide flex Hit the run and hide Tell me who'd she coo Shine the body Vampire sharpshooter "O" I said, "A messenger for the damned" I got a holy gun Come a-loaded to kill everything that I am Well I am the only nitty-gritty Ride a rail and look at the crime - yeah! Well I am the only (god?) One they can - find Pour the gasoline, yeah Burn the fucker clean Tell me who'd she coo, I want her Like a suicide flex Hit the run and hide! Tell me who'd she coo Shine the body - yeah!

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi On a hippie trail, head full of zombie I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said Do you come from a land down under Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot tall and full of muscle I said... Do you speak-a my language? He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich And he said I come from a land down under Where beer does flow and men chunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Lying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and not much to say I said to the man... Are you trying to tempt me? Because I come from the land of plenty And he said Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder You better run, you better take cover

This one is for the boys With your greased up and heavy metal toys So beefed up, you can't get through the door It's your time to break through, bad man to the rescue Barbie, your time is up, you will not take our voice See, I'm the groove catcher, hottest thing, six-pack and tight G-string No, I'm not gay, bro, but I've been on that lay low Strip clubs and dollar bills, Wall Street and dirty deals Popstars, exotic pills, cars with dirty wheels 'Cause that's the man I am Baby, treat me right, I'm free tonight That's just the man I am Super sleazy, born to be easy And all the papers say that there's no Ken without Barbie But, baby, there's no woman who could possibly stop me That's just the man I am Super sleazy, sexy and freaky Ken tonight Oh-whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken tonight Oh-whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken tonight It's time you realize That in this world, we've all been taught a lie You think that women rule the world, but, baby, where I've been All the things I've seen, this Ken has crossed the borderline See, I'm the groove catcher, hottest thing, six-pack and tight G-string No, I'm not gay, bro, but I've been on that lay low Strip clubs and dollar bills, Wall Street and dirty deals Popstars, exotic pills, cars with dirty wheels 'Cause that's the man I am Baby, treat me right, I'm free tonight That's just the man I am Super sleazy, born to be easy And all the papers say that there's no Ken without Barbie But, baby, there's no woman who could possibly stop me That's just the man I am Super sleazy, sexy and freaky Ken tonight Oh-whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken tonight Oh-whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken tonight Whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken tonight (this one is for the boys) Whoa, whoa Sexy and freaky Ken