Lyrics:
Everywhere I hear the soundof marching, charging feet boy'Cause the summer's hereand the time is right forfighting in the street boyHey think the time is rightfor a palace revolutionWhere I live the game to playis just to compromise my solutionWhat can a poor boy doexcept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band'Cause you see bein' London townthere's just no other placefor a street fighting manHey did I tell you that my namewas called disturbanceAnd I'll shout and screamand I'll kill the king andI'll rail at all his servantsWhat can a poor boy doexcept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band'Cause you see bein' London townthere's just no placefor a street fighting manEverywhere I hear the soundof marching, charging feet boy'Cause the summer's hereand the time is right forfighting in the street boyWhat can a poor boy doexcept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band'Cause you see bein' London townthere's just no other placefor a street fighting man