John Lennon October 9, 1940 – December 8, 1980
Working Class Hero
by John Lennon
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 class less 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
Speaking of Greensboro, I was in Greensboro when I heard the news about Lennon's death.
There was a nice and moving candlelight vigil at UNCG with good folks like John S. Jones, Bill Poole, Chuck Newman, Maria Robbins, Lucy Biron, David Grogan, John Pope, Eric, Chance, Dayna, Fred and Stan in attendance. Hard to believe 25 years has passed since then...
Good to see Greensboro is still a groovy place, because it certainly was back then. Long live Greensboro!
Long live the memory and music of John Lennon!
