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Christian deathKept 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
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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
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