VERSE 1:
[Am] As soon as you're born they
[G] make you feel
[Am] small
[Am] By giving you no time in-
[G]-stead of it
[Am] all
[Am] 'til the pain is so big you feel
[G] nothing at
[Am] all
CHORUS:
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
VERSE 2:
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
'til youre so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
VERSE 3:
When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you cant really function you're so full of fear
VERSE 4:
Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv
and you think you're so clever and classless and free
But youre still fucking peasants as far as I can see
VERSE 5:
There's room at the top they're telling you still
but first you must learn to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
OUTRO:
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
