(M. Jagger/K. Richards)


Ev'rywhere I Hear The Sound Of Marching, Charging Feet, Boy

'Cause Summer's Here And The Time Is Right For Fighting In The Street, Boy

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


Hey! Think The Time Is Right For A Palace Revolution

'Cauce Where I Live The Game To Play Is Compromise Solution

Well, Then What Can A Poor Boy Do

Except To Sing For A Rock 'n' Roll Band

'Cause In Sleepy London Town

There's No Place For A Street Fighting Man

No


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

'Cause In Sleepy London Town

There's No Place For A Street Fighting Man

No