William Beckett - Working Cla** Hero lyrics

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 cla** hero is something to be A working cla** 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 f**ing crazy you can't follow the rules A working cla** hero is something to be A working cla** hero is something to be They've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years Then they expect you to pick a career 'Til you can't really function You're so full of fear A working cla** hero is something to be A working cla** hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion, s**, and TV You think you're so clever and cla**less and free But you're still f**ing peasants as far as I can see A working cla** hero is something to be A working cla** 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 k** If you want to be like all the folks on the hill A working cla** hero is something to be A working cla** 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