Detroit 67

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I went walking at street level
Feeling strange and disheveled
Past the abattoir and the glory holes
Like a film noire, in the starring role
To the side streets , kept my nose clean
Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene
Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
This is Detroit, see the skyline
A commotion on the assembly line
Raise a glass to the Ambassador
As shes moving you to the dance floor

Does anyone here tonight remember those times?
Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like?

So many years, so many lives
These are the streets where they collide
From Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac
Some look ahead, Im going back
Cause Im just looking for some sounds
To ease the vice that squeezes us every day

This was Motown, this was New France
Where the Chippewa did the firedance
That was long ago
This is here and now
But the memory still remains somehow
Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I cant tell you how this old story ends
I cant touch you now, like they did back then
Past the childs play with the jump rope
Hear the gun play, its a tightrope

Does anyone here tonight remember those times ?
Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like?

Does anyone here tonight remember those times?
Somebody call the riot police, theres trouble down on 12th Street