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