Lyrics Detroit '67 - Sam Roberts Band
I
went
walking
at
street
level
Feeling
strange
and
disheveled
Past
the
abattoir
and
the
glory
holes
Like
a
film
noire,
in
the
starring
role
To
the
side
streets,
kept
my
nose
clean
Tasted
beautiful,
tasted
obscene
Singing,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh
Oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh
This
is
Detroit,
see
the
skyline
A
commotion
on
the
assembly
line
Raise
a
glass
to
the
ambassador
As
she's
moving
you
to
the
dance
floor
Does
anyone
here
tonight
Remember
those
times?
Can
anyone
here
tonight
Just
tell
me
what
they
felt
like?
So
many
years,
so
many
lives
These
are
the
streets
where
they
collide
From
Jimmy
Hoffa
to
Cadillac
So
much
ahead,
I'm
going
back
'Cause
I'm
just
looking
for
some
sounds
To
ease
the
vice
that
squeezes
us
everyday
This
was
Motown,
this
was
New
France
Where
the
Chippewa
did
the
fire
dance
That
was
long
ago
This
is
here
and
now
But
the
memory
still
remains
somehow
Singing,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh
Oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh,
oh
I
can't
tell
you
how
this
whole
story
ends
I
can't
touch
you
now,
like
they
did
back
then
Past
the
child's
play
with
the
jump
rope
Hear
the
gun
play,
it's
a
tightrope
Does
anyone
here
tonight
Remember
those
times?
Can
anyone
here
tonight
Just
tell
me
what
it
felt
like?
Does
anyone
here
tonight
Remember
those
times?
Somebody
call
the
riot
police
There's
trouble
down
on
12th
Street
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