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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 in my soul,
I'm lost in in a city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a 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 code which can't be broken,
My seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I must move quickly,
There's a knock the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange 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, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm in transit in a city
I can't in from the
There's a in my soul,
I'm lost in in a city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a 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 code which can't be broken,
My seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I must move quickly,
There's a knock the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange 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, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm in transit in a city
I can't in from the
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