As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of at all
Until the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Well they hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
'Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
Yes a working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
