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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it that I feel like Philby,
There's a in my soul,
I'm in in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm 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 which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows down,
I'm but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it I feel 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 can't be blown,
It's getting and it's crazy,
Tell 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 comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm lost in transit in a city
I can't come in from the cold
There's a in my soul,
I'm in in a lonesome city,
I can't come in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm 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 which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows down,
I'm but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it I feel 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 can't be blown,
It's getting and it's crazy,
Tell 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 comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me such a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm lost in transit in a city
I can't come in from the cold
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