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Song: Panic in Detroit
Artist: David Bowie
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 A
The only survivor of the National People's Gang.
D E D C D E D C D
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
E D C D D E D C E
He wanted to stay home, I wish 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 C
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
B C G
and I found my teacher crouching in his overalls.
D C
I screamed and ran to smash my favorite slot machine
B C D
and jumped the silent cars that 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.
go out on intro rhythm, I prefer massive whammy and feedback abuse
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