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 x2
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
we were the kings of the kilburn high
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 x2
"wee, this london's a wonderful sight"