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Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave]

Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] Lyrics by Christian Death
Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] Lyrics

What Are The Lyrics For Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] By 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

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

Who Wrote Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] By Christian Death?

David Bowie

What's The Duration Of The Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] By Christian Death?

The duration of Panic in Detroit [Turning in His Grave] is 4:16 minutes and seconds.

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