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chord

Panic in Detroit/ David Bowie

Aladdin sane[ 1973]

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.