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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 stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in the cold,
I'm in action on a secret mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is dark in this clockwork city,
Contact's never show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it 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,
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 going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
me such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city
I can't in the
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't come in the cold,
I'm in action on a secret mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is dark in this clockwork city,
Contact's never show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it 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,
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 going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
me such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city
I can't in the
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