Working Class Hero

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 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 if you're clever and despise a fool
 'Til you're so fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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'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