text: As soon as youre born, they make you feel small
  By giving you no time, instead of it all
  Until 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 if youre clever, and despise a fool
  Until youre so fucking crazy, you cant follow their rules
  A working-class hero is something to be
  A working-class hero is something to be
  When theyve tortured and scared you for 20-odd years
  Then they expect you to pick a career
  When you cant really function, youre so full of fear
  A working-class hero is something to be
  A working-class hero is something to be
  They keep you doped up with religion and sex and TV
  And you think youre so clever and classless and free
  But youre still fucking peasants as far as I can see
  A working-class hero is something to be
  A working-class hero is something to be
  Theres room at the top, theyre telling you still
  But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
  If you want to be like all 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
  A working-class hero is something to be
  A working-class hero is something to be
  If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me
  If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me