Winter lovers, Winter trees
The beauty of, dead industry
The stuff we have saved, so fataly
Comes crashing down, around me

Winter lovers, Winter trees
Winter longing, falling free
Shielding what we need to see
A deep true love of this country

Winter is as winter was
I look this way just because
Winter lovers, love like brothers
Gives us hope for..........

Winter lovers, Winter trees
Winter longing, falling free
Shielding what we need to see
A deep true love of this country

Winter lovers, Winter trees
Winter longing, falling free
Shielding what we need to see
A deep true love of this country



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 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