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Everywhere i hear the sound of marching feet, boy
cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
but 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
no !
Hey ! think the time is right for a palace revolution
but where i live the game to play is compromise solution
well, 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
no ! no ! no !
get down !
Hey ! said 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
'cept to sing in a rock 'n' roll band
cause in sleepy london town
there's just no place for a street fighting man
no ! no ! no !