Panic in Detroit

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 let me collect dust,
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
Panic in Detroit

Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
Well, 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, I made the run back home
Found him slumped across the table.
A gun and me alone
I ran to the window,
And I looked for a plane or two

Panic in Detroit,
I asked for an autograph
He let me collect dust
I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
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Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit