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

But where I live the game to play

Is compromise solution

Well, then what can a poor boy do

'Cept for 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