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Panic In Detroit - David Bowie
Ah oooh
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van

his Kept 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

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

Panic in Detroit

Panic in Detroit