Let It Flow
That's what they call you at our school
But I think you're just an educated fool
Wonder boy, wonder boy
If you're so smart, how come you don't know I love you
If you're so smart, how come you don't know I care
Your nose is always stuck in a book
I doubt if you even know how I look
Wonder boy, wonder boy
If you're so smart, how come you don't know I adore you
If you're so smart, you ought know I love you
In reading & writing & 'rithmetic
You're the best in the class
But if you had to take a lovin'
Lotto karamba STREET FIGHTING MAN
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But 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! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
'Cauce 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 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
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No