The Kilburn High Road

Many's the day, I took for granted

Breathing the air that silenced some

The North wind blew

It's head asunder

Beating it's breast with a war drenched song

Bathe awhile, awash in slumber

Cry what's left to sleep

When you dream of the love ya left forever

But pity no more nor greive

So we're the kings of it all

The day we were born

Yeah we're the kings of the Kilburn High

Sure we'll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup

Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye

We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Listen to the sound of dead men dying

March as they flee but exile bound

Their ship once sailed no longer anchors

For gone is the green

And their hallowed ground

Toast to tears of times past glories

This ageless clock chime stalls

Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten

To fly where no others have soared

So we're the kings of it all

The day we were born

Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High

Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up

Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye

We were the kings of the Kilburn High

We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Toast to tears of times past glories

This ageless clock chime stalls

Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten

To fly where no others have soared

So were the kings of it all

The day we were born

Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High

Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up

Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye

So were the kings of it all

The day we were born

Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High

Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up

Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye

We were the kings of the Kilburn High

We were the kings of the Kilburn High

"Wee, this London's a wonderful sight"