(mick jagger / keith richards)
Everywhere I hear the sound
Of marching, charging feet boy
Cause the summers 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
Ill 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 place
For a street fighting man
Everywhere I hear the sound
Of marching, charging feet boy
Cause the summers 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
