Lyrics:

(M. Jagger/k. Richards)

[originally By The Rolling Stones]

ev'rywhere I Hear The Sound Of Marching, Charging Feet, Boy
cause Summer's Here And The Time Is Right For Fighting In The Street, Boy
but What Can A Poor Boy Do
except 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, Then What Can A Poor Boy Do
except To Sing For A Rock 'n' Roll Band
'cause In Sleepy London Town
there's No Place For A Street Fighting Man
no

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
except To Sing For A Rock 'n' Roll Band
cause In Sleepy London Town
there's No Place For A Street Fighting Man
no