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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
that
followed
not
too
soon
A
trickle
of
strangers
were
all
who
was
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
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
and
made
a
run
back
home
He
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
left
me
an
autograph
Let
me
collect
dust,
I
wish
someone
would
phone
Panic
in
Detroit
Panic
in
Detroit
Panic
in
Detroit
1 Hang on to Yourself
2 Get It On (Bang a Gong)
3 All the Young Dudes
4 I Put a Spell on You
5 Love Is Like Oxygen
6 Diamond Dogs
7 Can the Can
8 We're Not Gonna Take It
9 Ant Music
10 Nothin' but a Good Time
11 20th Century Boy
12 Dyna-Mite
13 Angel Face
14 Panic in Detroit
15 This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us
16 Virginia Plain
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