Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
A working class hero is something to be
Till you're so 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
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
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 like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
But you're still peasants as far as I can see
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
Then they expect you to pick a career
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me
A working class hero is something to be
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
