Paroles de Street fighting man

Everywhere i hear the sound
Of marching, charging feet, boy
'cause the summer's here and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy

Hey, think the time is right
For a palace revolution
Where i live the game to play
Is just to compromise my solution

What can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'cause you see bein' london town there's just
No other place for a street fighting man

Hey, did i tell you that my name
Was called disturbance
And i'll shout and scream and i'll kill the king
And i'll rail at all his servants

What can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'cause you see bein' london town there's just
No other place for a street fighting man

Everywhere i hear the sound
Of marching, charging feet, boy
'cause the summer's here and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy

What can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'cause you see bein' london town there's just
No other place for a street fighting man