Street Fighting Man

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching feet, oh boy

Cause summer's here and the time is right

For fighting in the street, oh boy

But what can a poor boy do except sing for a Rock'n'Roll band

[01:39.64][02:40.10]Cause in sleepy London town

[01:42.94][02:43.48]There's just no place for street fighting man! No!

Hey! Think the time is right for a place revolution

But where I live the game to play is compromise solution!

Well then what can a poor boy do except to sing for a Rock'n'Roll band

Hey! Said my name is called disturbance

I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king I'll rail at his servants

Well what can a poor boy do except sing for a Rock'n'Roll band