Lyrics of
Panic In Detroit

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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.
verse 2
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.
riff 2 (/ = slide)
verse 3
Having scored a million dollars, made a run back home.