Working Class Hero

As soon as you're born they make you feel small

By giving you no time, instead of at all

Till 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

They hit you at home and they hurt 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 the rules

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

They've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years

Then they expect you to pick a career

Till 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, sex and TV

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

I am telling you still

But first you must learn how to smile while you kill

If you want to be like all the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Well, if you want to be a hero then just follow me

If you want to be a hero, well just follow me