Текст песни The Rolling Stones - Street Fighting Man

Текст:

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy! 'Cause Summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the streets, 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 'Cause where I live, the game to play is compromise solution. 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! Said my name is called disturbance, I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants. 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!

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