Street Fighting Man

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy Well, what can a poor boy do 'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band? 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man, no Hey, think the time is right for a palace revolution 'Cause where I live, the game to play is compromise solution Well, what can a poor boy do 'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band? 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man, no Get down! Hey, said my name is called "Disturbance" I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants Well, what can a poor boy do 'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band? 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man, no Get down!