David Bowie
Panic In Detroit

He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the National People's Gang
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights

Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table. A gun and me alone
I ran to the window. Looked for a plane or two
Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust." I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit




Mirror lyrics:



Panic in Detroit
"Let me collect dust." I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
I ran to the window. Looked for a plane or two
Found him slumped across the table. A gun and me alone
Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home

And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school

Panic in Detroit
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
They followed none too soon
The police had warned of repercussions
He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom

Panic in Detroit
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
The only survivor of the National People's Gang
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van


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