Working Class Heroes Poem by Evan Skora

We are the leaders
We are the government protectors
We are the deceivers
We are the receivers
We are,
We are.

Don't hold the hate against me
'Cause I am never alone
We will always stand as one
We will never be alone

We will never fall to you
The fake powers of the world
The thiefs of our souls
The money begging fools.

'Cause I am the leader
I am the deceiver
I am the government
And I am the receiver

I am the face on your television screen
The smile inside your magazine
The gun shot in the night
The sight of death giving you fright

I am the imaginary
I am the reality,
I am the lie
And I am the truth
I am,
I am.

Get out of our country
Get out of our world
Better yet,
Get out of our universe

'Cause we are the rulers
We are the workers
We are the poor
And we are the heroes

We pay the bills
We pay the taxes,
We go to work
And we cover your butts(edited)

Before you mess with us
You better think,
'Cause we are the ones,
The working class heroes.