As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at allA working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to beThey hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate if you're clever and despise a fool
'Til you're so crazy, you can't follow their rulesA working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty old years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function, you're so full of fearA working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to beKeep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still peasants as far as I can seeA working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top, they're telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as 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
A working class hero is something to be
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
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