Street Fighting Man

Well, 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 But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man, no Hey, think the time is right For a wild revolution 'Cause where I live the game To play is compromise solution But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man, no Street fighting man Hey, said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants So what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy Hollywood There's just no place for a street fighting man Street fighting man Street fighting man Street fighting man Street fighting man Street fighting man Ooh, yeah