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
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
Because in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for 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
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
Because in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for Street Fighting Man! No!

My name is called Disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his sеrvants

Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
Becausе in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for street fighting man! Get down!

Au revoir, merci