The Kilburn High Road

Many's the day I took for granted
 Breathing the air that silenced some
 As the north wind blew with its head of thunder
 Beating its breast with a war drenched song
 Bathe a while, awash in slumber
 Cry what's left to sleep
 Where you dream of the love you left forever
 But pity no more, nor grieve
 For 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 a sup
 Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
 We were the kings of the Kilburn High
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 Listen to the sound of dead men dying
 March as they flee but exiled bound
 Their ship once sailed no longer anchors
 For gone is the green of their hallowed ground
 Toast to tears of time's past glories
 This ageless clock chime stalls
 Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
 To fly where no others have soared
 For 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 a sup
 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
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 Toast to tears of time's past glories
 This ageless clock chime stalls
 Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
 To fly where no others have soared
 For 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 a sup
 Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
 For 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 a sup
 Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
 We were the kings of the Kilburn High
 We were the kings of the Kilburn
 Oh, Mary this London's a wonderful sight