Текст и слова песни Rolling Stones, The – Street Fighting Man
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
But what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and 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
But where I live the game to play
Is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy London town
Is just 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
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 and 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
But where I live the game to play
Is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy London town
Is just 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
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