Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Panic in Detroit, artist - Christian Death. Date of issue: 30.11.2014
Song language: English
Panic in Detroit |
| He looked a lot like Che Guevera, 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 million 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 to two |
| Panic in Detroit. |
| He’d left me an Autograph |
| «Let me collect dust."I wish someone would phone |
| Panic in Detroit |