Everywhere I hear the sound of marching feet, boy
Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what can a poor boy do
'cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Tell me what can a poor boy do
'cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

Hey! Said my name is disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all hisservants
Tell me what can a poor boy do
'cept to sing in a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching feet, boy
Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what can a poor boy do
'cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man