MOG

Of marching, charging feet, boy
Where I live the game to play

What can a poor boy do
What can a poor boy do

Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Is just to compromise my solution
And I'll shout and scream and I'll kill the king

What can a poor boy do
No other place for a street fighting man
For a palace revolution
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just
'Cause the summer's here and the time is right
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Hey, think the time is right
And I'll rail at all his servants
Was called disturbance
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just
For fighting in the street, boy

Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Hey, did I tell you that my name
No other place for a street fighting man
'Cause the summer's here and the time is right
Everywhere I hear the sound
For fighting in the street, boy
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just