Through the Dust Lyrics

Aye, long nights down by the train track

Mate's rollin' spliffs, but I've got to get back

Sydney skies might be blue in the day

But when the sun dips low, the colour fades away

Ain't no beaches where the buses don't run

Just concrete and steel, blockin' out the sun

From the burbs, we push, no time to play

In the land down under, it's work all day

Fight through the system, take what's mine

Ain't no easy road, but we still grind

From the west to the streets where the lights stay dim

It's a battle every day, but we'll win

No glitz, no glamour, just sweat and rust

From the bottom to the top, through the dust

Life's tough here, but we won't fall

In this city of struggle, we stand tall

Oi, Newcastle nights, mates on the dole

But we don't sit still, we've got bigger goals

Coppers watch the streets, but we slide right by

Keep it low-key, keepin' dreams high

No golden gates or beachfront views

Just the sound of the city, payin' our dues

From the bush to the blocks, this life is real

You've got to hustle hard just to cop a meal

Mate's workin' two jobs, still skippin' rent

But we stand our ground, never break or bend

Ain't no handouts, nah, not in this town

So we rise up slow, never backin' down

We don't need the flash or the fame

Just enough to keep movin' in this hard-fought game

Fight through the system, take what's mine

Ain't no easy road, but we still grind

From the west to the streets where the lights stay dim

It's a battle every day, but we'll win

No glitz, no glamour, just sweat and rust

From the bottom to the top, through the dust

Life's tough here, but we won't fall

In this city of struggle, we stand tall

This ain't Bondi, mate, this is the grind

Where you hustle for the dollar, always on your mind

With the trains rollin' past, and the city's hum

We don't look back, 'cause there's more to come

Life moves quick, but we keep the pace

From the flats to the rooftops, holdin' our place

In the streets of Sydney, we walk the line

With the fire in our eyes, we'll be fine

Aye, through the dust, through the fight

In the city of lights, we hold tight

From the west to the streets, we rise

No surrender, we've got fire in our eyes

Ain't no handouts, just blood and sweat

But in this life, mate, no regrets