歌曲 | Panic In Detroit |
歌手 | David Bowie |
专辑 | Aladdin Sane (40th Anniversary Edition) |
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 |
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 |