Street Fighting Man

Evrywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
(Tell me) what can a poor boy do
Except playing for a rock n roll band?
'cause in sleepy London town
Theres (ain't) no place for a street fighting man

Hey! Think the time is right for a palace/(fighting) revolution
But where I live the game to play is "compromise solution"
(Tell me) what can a poor boy do
Except (playing) for a rock n roll band?
Because in sleepy london town
There (ain't) no place for a street fighting man

Hey! (Cannot make out what he says here...!)
Ill (scream and shout), Ill kill off the king, I'll rail at all his servants
(Tell me) what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock n roll band?
'cause in sleepy London town
There (ain't) no place for a street fighting man