Greg Fidelman - Street Fighting Man lyrics

[Note: cover of The Rolling Stones' "Street Fighting Man" with lyric changes] [Zack de la Rocha] Everywhere I, hear the sound of, marching, charging feeeeet, booooy.. 'Cause summers here and the time is right for, fighting in the streeeeeet, booooooy... Tell me what can a poor boy do.. 'Cept for sing for a Rock 'N' Roll band.. 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! Do you think the, time is right for, a palace revo-luuuutiooooon.. Where I live the, game to play is, Compromise Soluuuuutiooooon.. Well then what can a poor boy 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band? 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for A Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! A Street Fighting Man! Well 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 Distuuuuurbaaaance.. I'll shout and scream, I'll k** the king, I'll rail at all his seeeervaaaants.. Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a Rock 'N' Roll band? In this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for.. For A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! For a Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! For a Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! For a Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! For a Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! For a Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!! A Street Fighting Man!!