"To illustrate how apolitical the 1960s were, I suggest watching the Beatles anthology available on DVD. Here we have a group of young men ostensibly proud of their working class origins (they even retained their working class accent, which was a big faux pass in Britain) singing sentimental songs about teenage love and acting like clowns for the enjoyment of the booboisie. I do not think that any of their lyrics ever mentioned the dreaded u-word. This is the image of emaciated working class, longing for cheap sentimentality and consumer goodies." ------------------- Well....
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 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 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 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