Kilburn Towers

I am a bird

Watch me go drifting by

With my feathers of power

I laugh as the hours go slowly byThat could mean everything

I am a street watching the people walk

As I listen their conversations glisten as they start to talk

Then I hear everythingLittle white jug, me and Kilburn Towers

As we sit on the hill and we drink and we swill

Till the early hours, then I am everything

Little white jug and me and Kilburn TowersThat could mean everything

Little white jug, me and Kilburn Towers

As we sit on the hill and we drink and we swill

Till the early hours, then I am everything