David Bowie

David Bowie - Panic in Detroit lyrics

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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 favorite 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
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Author: David Bowie

Composer: ?

Publisher: RCA Records

Details:

Released in: 1973

Language: English

Appearing on: Sound + Vision (1989)

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