Am G Am
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
C 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
C G Am
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Am G Am
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't 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 they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
C G Am
Then they expect you to pick a career
Am G Am
When you can't really function you're 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.
C G Am
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
Am G Am
But you're 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
There's room at the top they are telling you still
C G Am
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
Am 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
C G Am
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
C G Am
