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