| Song | Panic In Detroit |
| Artist | David Bowie |
| Album | Aladdin Sane (40th Anniversary Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bowie | |
| Lyrics:David Bowie Music:David Bowie | |
| 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 favourite 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 |
| zuo ci : Bowie | |
| Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
| 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 favourite 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 |
| zuò cí : Bowie | |
| Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
| 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 favourite 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 |