As soon as your 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,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can’t really function you’re so full of 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,
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free,
But you’re still fucking peasents 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 be like the folks on the hill,
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.
Brilliant right? Says so much in so little.
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Sir, i am so sorry to contact u in this way. please grant me an invitation to the ultimate orkut. i tried to join the community. i sent the community approval request but no response. please sir acept me to new orkut. I am amal george, 20 ,nirmalagiri , kerala (the god’s own country)
Posted 06 Dec 2009 at 4:06 am ¶hi there…
great song bro ..
and superb blog too uve put up ..
keep up the good work ..
Posted 28 Jan 2010 at 12:05 am ¶Post a Comment