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Philby 
Medium
by Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a in my soul,
I'm lost in in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm deep in on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a voice 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 never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny 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,
in transit and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's 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 Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
me feel such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange that I 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 lost in in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm deep in on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a voice 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 never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny 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,
in transit and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's 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 Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
me feel such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange that I 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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