take me out I?m already dead I already said I?m sorry I?ve made mistakes I?ve been an addict A blind fanatic Don?t you know? You?re not immune to the panic
got in the television Turned us all old and wisened Then disappeared To a distant star And we remember you as CHORUS: Peter Panic Who lives forever Peter Panic
man The only survivor of the National People's Gang Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone Panic
seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And when you hear me tap on your window You better get on your knees and pray - Panic is on the way... Panic
All wound up On the edge Terrified Sleep disturbed Restless mind Petrified Bouts of fear Permeate All I see Heightening Nervousness Theatens
let it happen in a girl panic, that?s driving naked through my mind it?s a crush panic, she?s got me atomized in a girl panic, the midnight traffic in
Threatening, it's a window open Slide through like an aero plainn in the dark And this is creeping, moving in control Lasting to the twisted tune that
often I?m missing the spirit to fit in so call me out Thought I could soundly sleep tonight Positive clear and breathing right Panic attacks, panic
Ready for a cheap escape On the brink of self destruction Widespread panic Broken glass inside my head Bleeding down these thoughts of Anguish... mass
my switch and fly through Stop, don't panic, it's just a thing I do Its not, so tragic, nothing to hang on to Stop don't panic, it's just a thing I do
Lyrics by Stephen Morrissey Music by Johnny Marr Panic on the streets of London Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever
Panic on the streets of London Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip