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
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
Songwriter: John Lennon
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
Till you're so crazy you can't follow their rules
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
But you're still peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Publisher: NORTHERN SONGS
By giving you no time instead of it all
There's room at the top they are telling you still
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
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