Working Class Hero

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
 By giving you no time instead of at 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 hit you at home and they hurt you at school
 They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
 'Til 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 20 odd years
 Then they expect you to pick a career
 'Til 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