Philby 歌词
| 歌曲 | Philby |
| 歌手 | Rory Gallagher |
| 专辑 | Crest of a Wave: The Best of Rory Gallagher |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gallagher | |
| Now ain't it strange that | |
| I feel like | |
| PhilbyThere'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 | |
| PhilbyA 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 | |
| PhilbyThere's a stranger in my soul | |
| I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city | |
| I can't come in from the cold |
| zuo ci : Gallagher | |
| Now ain' t it strange that | |
| I feel like | |
| PhilbyThere' 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 | |
| PhilbyA 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 | |
| PhilbyThere' s a stranger in my soul | |
| I' m lost in transit in a lonesome city | |
| I can' t come in from the cold |
| zuò cí : Gallagher | |
| Now ain' t it strange that | |
| I feel like | |
| PhilbyThere' 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 | |
| PhilbyA 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 | |
| PhilbyThere' s a stranger in my soul | |
| I' m lost in transit in a lonesome city | |
| I can' t come in from the cold |
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