Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching charging
feet boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for
fighting in the street boy
But 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
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
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's 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
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
get down