Rory Gallagher - Philby lyrics

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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby, there's a stranger in my soul<br />

I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can't come in from the cold<br />

I'm deep in action on a secret mission, contact's broken down<br />

Time drags by, I'm above suspicion, there's a voice on the telephone<br />

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Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

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Well it sure is dark in this clockwork city, contact's never gonna show<br />

I've got a code which can't be broken, my eyes never seem to close<br />

Well, I'm standing here in the silent city, shadows falling down<br />

I'm disconnected but I don't need pity, the night's gonna burn on slow<br />

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Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

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Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby, a stranger on a foreign shore<br />

I've got my plans and I must move quickly, there's a knock upon the door<br />

Still in transit and I'm close to danger, my cover can't be blown,<br />

It's getting strange and it's getting crazy, tell me, what is going on?<br />

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Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br />

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Four o'clock and nothing's moving, six o'clock and the daylight's stirring<br />

Morning comes, must be moving on<br />

All night long my mind's been burning, makes me feel such a long, long way from home, home<br />

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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby, there's a stranger in my soul<br />

I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can't come in from the cold