Song parody of
Working Class Hero
by Marianne Faithfull
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As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till 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 you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
And then they expect you to pick a career,
But you really can't function, you're so full of fear, fear
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV, TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're 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
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to live like 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
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till 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 you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
And then they expect you to pick a career,
But you really can't function, you're so full of fear, fear
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV, TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're 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
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to live like 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
