the Rolling Stones

Street Fighting Man

the Rolling Stones
Street Fighting Man
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, 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
Expect to sing for a rock'n'roll band
'Cause in sleep 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
Expect to sing for a rock'n'roll band
'Cause in sleep London town
There's no place for a street fighting man, no

He said my name is calles disturbance
I?ll shout and scream and kill the king and rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
?Cept singing for a rock?n roll band
?cause in sleepy London town
There?s no place for a street fighting man, no