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 'cept to sing for a rock'n roll band Cause in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fightin' man no
Hey, think the time is right for palace revolution But where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well, what can a poor boy do 'Cept to sing for a rock'n roll band Cause in sleep London town there's just no place for a street fightin' man, no
Hey said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scraeam, I'll kill the king I'll rall at all his servants Well, what can a poor boy do 'Cept to sing for a rock'n roll band Cause in sleep London town there's just no place for a street fightin' man, no get down
