Luyện nghe bài hát Panic In Detroit

He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a van
his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the National People's
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an
He wanted to stay home, I someone would phone
in Detroit

He laughed at accidental that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of
They followed none too
A trickle of strangers were all that left alive
in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone phone
Panic in

Putting on some I made my way to school
And I found my crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my slot machine
And jumped the silent cars that at traffic lights

Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back
him slumped across the table. A gun and me alone
I ran to the window. for a plane or two
in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust." I wish would phone
in Detroit