Panic - The Smiths

C    D    Bb F

G                       Em
Panic on the streets of London
G                       Em
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
    C         D      Bb F
I wonder to myself

Could life ever be sane again
On the Leeds side streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself - Bb F

Hope's may rise under Grasmeres
But honeypie, you're not safe here
So you run down To the safety of the town - Bb F

But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle,
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself - Bb F

Em    
Am   Bm C   D Em
Am   Bm C   D

Burn down the disco,
Hang the blessed D.J.,
Because the music that they constantly play - Bb F

It says nothing to me about my life,
Hang the blessed D.J.,
Because the music that they constantly play - Bb F

On the Leeds side streets that you slip down,
On the provincial towns you jog round

         C                              D
Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.  x3

 Bb   F   G             Em
Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.,
          G             Em
Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.,
         C                              D
Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
 Bb   F   G             Em
Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.