As soon as you're born
they make you feel small
By giving you no time
instead of it 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 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
how to smile as you kill
If you want to~be like
the folks on the hill
A working class hero
is something to be
A working class hero
is something to be
A working class hero
is something to be
If you want to be a hero
well just follow me
If you want to be a hero
well just follow me
