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Panic in Detroit Songtext

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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Album The Rage of Angels (1994)

Christian Death
  1. 1.
    Trust (The Sacred and Unclean)
  2. 2.
    Lost Minds
  3. 3.
    Still Born / Still Life Part I (For Jeffrey Dahmer) (with love)
  4. 4.
    Sex
  5. 5.
    HER Only sIN
  6. 6.
    Bad Year
  7. 7.
  8. 8.
    Still Born / Still Life, Part II (The Unknown Men)
  9. 9.
    Procession
  10. 10.
    Panic in Detroit (For William John Anderson)
Christian Death - Panic in Detroit
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