John Lennon—Working Class Hero
As soon as you’re born they make you feel smallBy giving you no time instead of it all‘Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at schoolThey hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool‘Til you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be
When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd yearsThen they expect you to pick a careerWhen you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TVAnd you think you’re so clever and classless and freeBut you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be
There’s room at the top they are telling you stillBut first you must learn how to smile as you killIf you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to beA working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero, well, just follow meIf you want to be a hero, well, just follow me
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