(+) Street Fighting Man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet,
boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in
the street, boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing
for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for a street fighting man A street
fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do
you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I
live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what
can a poor boy 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause
in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street
fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A
street fighting man Well what else can a poor boy do? Well
what else can a poor boy do? Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do? Hey 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 For sing
for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L.A. town There's just
no place for For a street fighting man A street fighting man
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