D Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, A charging feet, oh, 'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street Chorus: E But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town B There's just no place for a street fighting man, 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, 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, | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E B |