ooh 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 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 panic in detroit panic in detroit ow
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