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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it strange I feel 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 suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
it sure is dark in this clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code can't be broken,
My eyes to close,
Well, I'm standing in the 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 that I Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's strange and it's getting crazy,
me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
me feel a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't in 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 suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
it sure is dark in this clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code can't be broken,
My eyes to close,
Well, I'm standing in the 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 that I Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in and I'm close to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's strange and it's getting crazy,
me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
me feel a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't in the cold
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