Lyrics Street Fighting Man (Live at Brendan Byrne Arena, East Rutherford, NJ - 8/6/1984) - Bruce Springsteen

Well everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here, the time is right for fighting in the street, boy

Tell me what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
This sleepy Jersey town, it ain't no place for a street fighting man

I think the time is right for a palace revolution
Except where I live the game they play is compromise solution

Tell me what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
This sleepy Jersey town, it ain't no place for a street fighting man

Now hey, I'm here tonight to say my name is called "Disturbance"
I shout, I sing, I kill the king and rail at all his servants

Tell me what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band
This sleepy Jersey town, it ain't no place for a street fighting man