There's a fellow roaming round the street I think most of all I'd like to meet I must consider him a clever lad Making like a young Sir Galahad Everywhere I go I think he's been He autographs the walls around the scene If you look hard enough you'll find him there In rooms of public places everywhere
Kilroy was here Left his name around the place Kilroy was here Thought I've never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends I found I had time on my hands to spare Surveyed my telescope around the land And saw his name imprinted in the sand
Kilroy was here Left his name around the place Kilroy was here Thought I've never seen his face
I wonder could he be a cavalier Or a roving musketeer Or just a dustman who's insane Everyplace regardless where or when .... strikes again and again and again
If I ever meet that man at all I'll hang a plague upon my bedroom wall A monument erected in his name Would help to contribute his name
Kilroy was here Left his name around the place Kilroy was here Thought I've never seen his face