You don't need no high I.Q. To get right down and sing the blues. If you're down, here's what to do; Me and my guitar will sing for you. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. I got a box and an old whisk broom. We gonna rock around the room. When my guitar plays this tune, We gonna dance to the light of the moon. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. What you feel, that ain't no jive. The get down sound makes you feel alive. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rachel, oh. Oh, little Rach...

  As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til 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 'Til 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 20 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 T.V. 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 ...

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A police car and a screamin' siren Pneumatic drill and ripped-up concrete A baby wailing, a stray dog howling The screech of brakes and lamplight blinking That's entertainment That's entertainment A smash of glass and the rumble of boots An electric train and a ripped-up phone booth Paint-splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat Lights going out and a kick in the balls I say that's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la, ah La la la la la, ah Days of speed and slow-time Mondays Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday Watching the news and not eating your tea A freezing cold flat with damp on the walls I say that's entertainment That's entertainment La la la la la La la la la la Waking up at 6 A.M. on a cool warm morning Opening the windows and breathing in petrol An amateur band rehearsing in a...