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 except to sing for a Rock 'n' Roll band

'Cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for

A street fighting man, yeah

I say hey, and 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 'n' Roll band

'Cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for

A street fighting man, no

I say hey, and 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 except to sing for a Rock 'n' Roll band

'Cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for

A street fighting man, I know

I know, hey baby

I know, I know