Lyrics

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 Except to sing for a rock and roll band? Because in sleepy London Town There's just no place for 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, what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock and roll band? Because in sleepy London Town There's just no place for Street Fighting Man! No! My name is called Disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his sеrvants Well, what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock and roll band? Becausе in sleepy London Town There's just no place for street fighting man! Get down! Au revoir, merci