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Panic

The Smiths
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D-DU-UDU
Panic  on the streets of London
Panic  on the streets of Birmingham
 I wonder  to myself
 Could  life ever be sane  again
 On the Leeds  side streets that you slip  down
 I wonder  to myself.
 Hope's  may rise under Grasmeres
But  honeypie, you're not safe  here
 So you run down
 To the safety of the town.
 But there's panic  on the streets of Carlisle,
 Dublin,  Dundee, Humberside
 I wonder  to myself.
 Burn  down the disco,
 Hang  the blessed D.J.,
 Because the music  that they constantly play,
 It says nothing  to me about my  life,
 Hang  the blessed D.J.,
 Because the music  that they constantly play,
 On the Leeds  side streets that you slip  down,
 On the provincial  towns you jog  round,
 Hang the D.J.,  hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
 Hang the D.J.,  hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
 Hang the D.J.,  hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
 Hang  the  D.J.,  hang the D.J.,
 Hang the D.J.,  hang the D.J.,
 Hang the D.J.,  hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
 Hang  the  D.J.,  hang the D.J.,

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Readable chord sheet for Panic by The Smiths

[C]    [D]    [Bb]    [F]

[G]Panic on the streets of Lo[Em]ndon
[G]Panic on the streets of Bir[Em]mingham
I wo[C]nder to my[D]self  [Bb]        [F]
Co[G]uld life ever be s[Em]ane again
On the Le[G]eds side streets that you s[Em]lip down
I wo[C]nder to my[D]self. [Bb]       [F]

Ho[G]pe's may rise under Gra[Em]smeres
[G]But honeypie, you're not s[Em]afe here
So you run do[C]wn
To the safety of the to[D]wn.  [Bb]        [F]
But there's pa[G]nic on the streets of Car[Em]lisle,
Du[G]blin, Dundee, Humb[Em]erside
I wo[C]nder to my[D]self.

[Bb]    [F]    [Em]    [Bm]    [D]
[Bb]    [F]    [Em]    [Bm]    [D]

B[G]urn down the d[Em]isco,
H[G]ang the blessed [Em]D.J.,
Because the mu[C]sic that they constantly p[D]lay,
It says not[G]hing to me about [Em]my life,
H[G]ang the blessed [Em]D.J.,
Because the mu[C]sic that they constantly p[D]lay,  [Bb]        [F]
On the Le[G]eds side streets that you s[Em]lip down,
On the prov[G]incial towns you [Em]jog round,
Hang the [C]D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D[D].J.
Hang the [C]D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D[D].J.
Hang the [C]D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D[D].J.
H[Bb]ang t[F]he D[G].J., hang the [Em]D.J.,
Hang the D[G].J., hang the [Em]D.J.,
Hang the [C]D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D[D].J.
H[Bb]ang t[F]he D[G].J., hang the [Em]D.J.,

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