Street Fighting Man (LP版)

Street Fighting Man (LP版) - Lynch Mob

Street fightin man

He was a back alley street fightin man

He just do what he please

A bad struttin mother

A sucker for

His gun and his needs

All right

Yeah

Mad at the world

Thrown down

And tied to the whippin'

Post oh he's a lost soul

Who wants it all

You know a poor boy with muddy hands

Ain't got no childhood memories

There's no way out for this punk called

Street fightin' man

Yeah

Street fightin man

I won't be coming home

Well there's a black cloud that covers

The city a shadow he stands

Taken through the darkest alleyways and

Taught fist blood and greed

And nothing more

Sad at the world

Like a heart that bleeds with a cut

Od a knife

Mad at the world

Poor souls how no respect

For no one at all

A poor boy with muddy hands

Ain't got no childhood memories

There's no way out for this punk called

Street fightin' man

He man

Well I know

Street fightin man

Oh I won't be coming home

Back alley street fightin' man

He just do what he please

For ever to be d**ned

Just a beggar begging on his knees

You know it's down down

To the depths of his soul

There ain't no loving home man

For tha street fightin' man

Street fightin' man

Because I'm in

Nothing home no nothing home

Street fightin' man

Mad at the world

You watch out

You know

I won't be coming

I won't be coming

I won't be coming

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