[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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Hey, think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution

[Chorus]
Well, then 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

[Verse 3]
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
[Chorus]
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man, no