Panic In Detroit

intro:
Bm   G   A
\\\  \\  \\\ \\  (just to give an 
idea of the accents)

riff 1 - played under the D below
final chord going into the E rhythm

E|------------------7-----| 
B|------------------5-----| 
G|-7-5-4------------5-----| 
D|-------7-5-4---4--5-----| 
A|-------------7----7-----| 
E|------------------------| 

chords maintain same rhythm as 
before

D (5th pos.) w/riff 1              E
 (7th pos.)  chord only
He looked a lot like Che Guevara.  
Drove a diesel van.

D (5th pos.) w/riff 1              E
 (7th pos.)  chord only
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion.  
Such a humble man.

G           A     G              
The only survivor of the National 
 A
People's Gang.

D        E D C D    E     D  
Panic in Detroit, I asked for
 C      D
 an autograph

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   E   D  C  D          D   E  
He wanted to stay home, I wish 
D   C         E
someone would phone.

D w/riff 1         E
Panic in Detroit.

verse 2
(same as before)
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.

chorus
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an 
autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish 
someone would phone.
Panic in Detroit.

D                                 
Putting on some clothes I made my 
C
way to school
B                      C         
and I found my teacher crouching 
       G
in his overalls.

D                            
I screamed and ran to smash my 
           C
favorite slot machine
B                     C      
and jumped the silent cars that 
            D
slept at traffic lights.

riff 2 (/ = slide)

E|------------------------| 
B|------------------------| 
G|-5/7/5--7/9/7--8/9/8----| 
D|------------------------| 
A|------------------------| 
E|------------------------| 

back to intro rhythm
Bm G A

verse 3
Having scored a million dollars, 
made a run back home.
Found him slumped across a 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.