THE WORKING CLASS HERO

She lives in a town
So far, far away from here
And your heart flies, flies around
But she doesn´t know
‘Cause she’s worry for her missing comb
How can it be? How can it be?
“The working class hero”
Doesn’t show it face
It’s pretty? It’s young?
It’s ugly? It’s old?
It’s nice? It’s cold?
It’s white? It’s blue?
“The working class hero”
Doesn’t show it heart to you
Then ¿who is the sadness for?
She’s worry for her missing t-shirt
But your time is running out
“The working class hero” doesn’t have watches
Even your name in an annual calendar
So fly to home again little bird
In a warm land lies the truth
‘Cause “The working class hero” never show it face to you really