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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it I feel like Philby,
There's a in my soul,
I'm in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in the cold,
I'm in 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 in clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code can't be broken,
My eyes never to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the 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 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 getting strange and it's 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 such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in the cold
There's a in my soul,
I'm in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in the cold,
I'm in 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 in clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code can't be broken,
My eyes never to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the 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 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 getting strange and it's 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 such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in the cold
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