Panic In Detroit Lyrics - The Rage Of Angels - Christian Death

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 

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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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