Philby Lyrics - Top Priority - Rory Gallagher

Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby 

There's a stranger in my soul 

I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city 

I can't come in from 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 voice on the telephone 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Well it sure is dark in this 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 silent city 

Shadows falling down 

I'm disconnected but I don't need pity 

The night's gonna burn on slow 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Now ain't it funny 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 

Still 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 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Four o'clock and nothing's moving 

Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring 

Morning comes, must be moving on 

All night long my mind's been burning 

Makes me feel such a long, long way from home, home 

Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby 

There's a stranger in my soul 

I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city 

I can't come in from the cold