Am G Am As soon as youʼre born they make you feel small G Am By giving you no time instead of it all G Am Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am G Am They hurt you at home and they hit you at school G Am They hate you if youʼre clever and they despise a fool G Am Till youʼre so fucking crazy you canʼt follow their rules Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am G Am When theyʼve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years G Am Then they expect you to pick a career G Am When you canʼt really function youʼre so full of fear Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am G Am Keep you doped with religion and sex and T.V. G Am And you think youʼre so clever and classless and free G Am But youʼre still fucking peasants as far as I can see Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am G Am Thereʼs room at the top they are telling you still G Am But first you must learn how to smile as you kill G Am If you want to be like the folks on the hill Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am A working class hero is something to be Am D G Am If you want to be a hero well just follow me Am D G Am If you want to be a hero well just follow me
