Panic Lyrics

     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
     Hopes may rise on the Grasmeres
     But Honey Pie, 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 they constantly play
     On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down 
     On the provincial towns that 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.