Минус The Rolling Stones - Street Fighting Man

Текст (слова) песни The Rolling Stones - 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
Well, 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
Yeah, think the time is right
For a palace revolution
But where I live the game
To play is compromise solution
Well now, 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, so my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream
I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Now 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, no