The Kilburn High Road - Flogging Molly

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"