Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bowie
Lead Vocals
G.MacCormack
Background Vocals
Linda Lewis
Background Vocals
Trevor Bolder
Bass Guitar
Woody Woodmansey
Drums
Mick Ronson
Lead Guitar
Aynsley Dunbar
Percussion
Juanita Franklin
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
Songwriter
Mick Ronson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bowie
Producer
Ken Scott
Producer
Mick Ronson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
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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
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Writer(s): David Bowie
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