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Lyrics submited by: Kicko


Ah oooh
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 (oh oh oh aahh, oh oh oh aahh)

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 (oh oh oh aahh, ah ah ah aahh)

Putting on some clothes i made my way to school
(oh oh oh)
And i found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine (oh oh oh)
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
Aoo

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