[Verse 1] Everywhere I hear the sound of marchin', chargin' feet, boy 'Cause summer's here and the time is right For fighting in the street, boy [Chorus] Well now, 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 street fighting man No [Verse 2] Hey, think the time is right for a violence revolution But where I live, the game to play is compromise solution [Chorus] Well now, 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 street fighting man No [Post-Chorus] Get down [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 [Chorus] Well now, 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 street fighting man No [Post- Chorus] Get down [Instrumental Outro]