12 acessos
Intro: A D A D
A D A
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, oh, boy
D A C
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street,
Oh, boy
A D
But what can a poor boy do
A D
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
A D
'Cause in sleepy London town
A D Solo
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No
[ Intro ]
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 '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
Well, what can a poor boy do
No