Newcastle

She's a harbour city,
founded on blue collar men
Sending coal to the world
to pollute it again

And BHP packed it's bag
but left it's junk behind.
At least now we can use
our fucking clotheslines!

Oh it's Newcastle
City of the working man
It's Newcastle
We're our own special clan

Novacastrians are we
Blue collar to the tee
Pass the spanner you fucking wanker
'ndwell get home by half three

The foreshore, the beaches,
Bathes, and boogie hole
The breakers that roll on in
Salt water is our soul

We're born between the flags
We amphibians on land.
Every summer we turn red
As we work to brown our tan

Oh it's Newcastle
Morning surf, sleep in till noon
It's Newcastle
Where Pacific meets the dunes

Novocastrians, we roll
Through peaks troughs and bowls
Nobbys has the babes, but bar's got the waves
And skinny dippers at the hole.

John Hunter sits on the hilltop
Where we repair our drunken ways
Where we mend our broken bodies
Where we see our final days

The students go to Uni
And share a house with three
They drink their allowance at the bar
And go to class, occasionally.

Oh it's Newcastle
Were students drink 'til dawn
It's Newcastle
Stagger to class with a yawn

Novocastrians we're bright
In class we do alright
Lazy are we but we do finish our degrees
Probably on the last night.

It's Friday night footy
The players take the ground
30 thousand scream "GO THE KNIGHTS"
The opposition look around.

The blue collar, the student,
The surfer and the smart
We all scream with on our red and blue
We all do it from the heart.

We all love our footy, we all love joey johns
We all are novocastrians, we all are proud and strong
We all cheer our team, we all watch the game
We all are passionate, we all are the same

This is Newcastle, the beaches, the surf, the beer, the students, the elderly.
This is Newcastle, the workers, prossies, the bludgers, the free.
This is Newcastle, my home, my town, my city.