Philby Medium

by Rory Gallagher

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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a in my soul,
I'm lost in in a city,
I can't come in the cold,
I'm deep in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well it sure is in clockwork city,
Contact's show,
I've got a which can't be broken,
My eyes never to close,
Well, I'm here in the city,
Shadows down,
I'm but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now ain't it funny I like Philby,
A on a foreign shore,
I've got my plans and I must quickly,
There's a knock the door,
Still in and I'm close to danger,
My 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 Morning comes, must be on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel a long, long way from home,

Now ain't it strange that I feel Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in transit in a city
I can't come in the cold

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