Luyện nghe bài hát Panic in Detroit (2013 - Remaster)

Wah, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo

He looked a lot Che Guevara
a diesel van
Kept his gun in seclusion
a humble man
The only
Of the National Gang

Panic in
I for an autograph
I to stay home
I wish would phone

in Detroit

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

He laughed at accidental
broke the evening gloom
The police had of repercussions
followed none too soon
A trickle of
Were all were left alive

in Detroit
I for an autograph
He wanted to home
I wish would phone

in Detroit

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

Putting on clothes, I made my way to school
And my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot
And the silent cars that slept at traffic lights

Having scored a dollars
I made a run back
him slumped across the table
A gun and me
I ran to the
for a plane, or two

Panic in
He left me an
"Let me dust"
I wish someone would

in Detroit

Panic in
in Detroit

Ow