[Verse 1]
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
Tell me, what can a poor boy do
'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band?
'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
[Chorus]
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
[Verse 2]
Do you think the, time is right for a palace revolution
Where I live, the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy
'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band?
'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
[Chorus]
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
[Bridge]
Well, what else can a poor boy do?
Well, what else can a poor boy do?
Well, what else can a poor boy do?
Well, what else can a poor boy do?
[Verse 3]
Hey, 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
For sing for a rock 'n' roll band?
In this sleepy L.A. town
There's just no place for
[Outro]
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man