As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till 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 you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fuckin' crazy you can't follow their rule
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they tortured an' scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
But you really can't 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 we'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 are telling us still
But first we must learn how to smile as we kill
If we want to live like 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