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
Well what can a poor boy do,
'cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll dand
Cause in sleepy London town
there's just no place for a street fightin' man, no

Hey, think the time is right for palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is
compromise solution
Well, What cah a poor boy do
'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll dand
Cause in sleep London town
there's just no place for a street fightin' man, no

Hey said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king,
I'll rall at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do,
'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' rool band
Cause in sleep London town,
there's just no place for a street fightin' man, no
get down