Rage Against The Machine - Street Fighting Man Lyrics
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boycause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boyTell me what can a poor boy docept for sing for a rock n roll bandcause in this sleepy l.a. townTheres just no place for a street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manDo you think the time is right for a palace revolutionWhere I live the game to play is compromise solutionWell then what can a poor boycept for sing for a rock n roll bandcause in this sleepy l.a. townTheres just no place for a street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manWell what else can a poor boy do?Well what else can a poor boy do?Well what else can a poor boy do?Well what else can a poor boy do?Hey my name is called disturbanceIll shout and scream, Ill kill the king, Ill rail at all his servantsWell what can a poor boy doFor sing for a rock n roll bandIn this sleepy l.a. townTheres just no place forFor a street fighting manA street fighting manFor a street fighting manA street fighting manFor a street fighting manA street fighting manFor a street fighting manA street fighting manFor a street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting manA street fighting man
