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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm in action on a mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I must move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel a long, way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in from the cold
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm in action on a mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I must move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel a long, way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in from the cold
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