Detroit '67

I went walkin' at street level

Feelin' strange and disheveled

Past the abattoir and the glory holes

Like a film noir in a starrin' role

To the side streets, kept my nose clean

Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene, singin'

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 she's movin' 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

Form Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac, some look ahead, I'm goin' back

'Cause I'm just lookin' for some sounds to ease the vice

That squeezes us everyday

This was Motown, this was New France

Where the Chippewa did the fire-dance

That was long ago, this is here and now

But the memory still remains somehow, singin'

Oh oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh

I can't tell you how this old story ends

I can't touch ya now, like they did back then

Past the child's play with the jumprope

Hear the gun play, it's 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, there's trouble down on 12th Street