It was later included in the compilation albums The World Won't Listen and Louder Than Bombs.
This song was written in reaction to an incident where the BBC DJ, Steve Wright, played the trite and spunky Wham! track, "I'm Your Man," following a news report about the Chernobyl disaster – a devastating nuclear accident that occurred on April 26, 1986 at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant in Ukraine. Guitarist, Johnny Marr, recalled to NME in 1987: "'Panic' came about at the time of Chernobyl. Morrissey and myself were listening to a radio report about it. The stories of this shocking disaster comes to an end and then immediately we're off into Wham's 'I'm Your Man.' I remember actually saying, 'What the f*ck has this got to do with people's lives?' And so, 'Hang the blessed DJ.' I think it was a great lyric, important and applicable to anyone who lives in England."
Marr refuted these claims to NME in 1987: "To those who took offense at the 'burn down the disco' line I'd say, 'Please show me the black members of New Order!' For me, personally, New Order makes great disco music, but there's no black people in the group. The point I'm making is that you can't just interchange the words 'black' and 'disco', or the phrases 'black music' and 'disco music'. It makes no earthly sense."
This was the first song to feature Craig Gannon on guitar. Gannon was initially hired to replace bassist, Andy Rourke, who was fired due to his heroin addiction. Rourke was rehired a few weeks later, so Marr offered Gannon the position of second guitarist instead.
Musically, this song is based on T. Rex's glam rock anthem, "Metal Guru." Marr recalled to Les Inrockuptibles in 1999: "When we wrote 'Panic' Morrissey was obsessed with 'Metal Guru' and wanted to sing in the same style. He didn't stop singing it in an attempt to modify the words of 'Panic' to fit the exact rhythm of 'Metal Guru.' He also exhorted me to use the same guitar break so that the two songs are the same!" NME readers named this the Song of the Year in 1986. 21 years later, in 2007, "Panic" was ranked at #21 on the same magazine's The 50 Greatest Indie Anthems Ever list.
This was a single-only release and consequently did not feature on a traditional studio album. It was later included in the 1987 compilation album, Louder Than Bombs, which consists of a mixture of singles, remixes, and B-sides.
In 2007, NME placed "Panic" at number 21 in its list of the 50 Greatest Indie Anthems Ever. In 2017, Rob Sheffield of Rolling Stone placed the song number six in his ranking of 73 songs by the Smiths. At Glastonbury 2017, a Smiths tribute band led the audience in a protest against Theresa May by changing the lyrics "hang the DJ" to "hang Theresa".
The Australian indie rock band The Panics took their name from this song.
Panic
The Smiths Lyrics
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Where there's nothing but silence
In an ideal world am I perfect?
Am I perfect?
That feeling when you're so alone
That feeling when you're on your own
My chest tight, my chest tight
Just hold tight, just hold tight
I can't breathe, I can't breathe
But I see, but I see
Is it me?
Ohh
Silence in the attics of my eyelids
Where there's nothing but silence
When I'm older will I be perfect?
Am I perfect?
My chest tight, my chest tight
Just hold tight, just hold tight
Just hold tight, just hold tight, just hold tight
I can't breathe, I can't breathe
But I see, but I see
Is it me?
Ohh
The lyrics of "Panic" by The Smiths, one of the most iconic bands of the 1980s, are rich with social commentary, satire, and irony. The song was released in 1986, and it quickly became an anthem for disaffected youth in the UK who felt alienated from mainstream society. The lyrics speak to the feeling of being trapped in a disordered world and the longing for a sense of order and normalcy. The lines "Panic on the streets of London / Panic on the streets of Birmingham / I wonder to myself / Could life ever be sane again?" are particularly poignant in this regard, as they suggest a sense of disorientation and hopelessness in the face of chaos.
The song also touches on themes of class, culture, and identity, with references to regional accents and slang ("The Leeds side-streets that you slip down / Provincial towns you jog 'round"), as well as the culture of nightclubs and DJs ("Burn down the disco / Hang the blessed DJ / Because the music that they constantly play / It says nothing to me about my life"). The line "It says nothing to me about my life" has been interpreted as a critique of the commercialization of popular culture and the commodification of youth identity.
Moreover, the repeated refrain of "Hang the DJ" has been variously interpreted as a call for rebellion against mainstream culture, a nod to the punk ethos of the late 1970s, or even a critique of the cult of celebrity. In any case, the song remains a powerful reflection of the anxieties and frustrations of its time, and its lasting popularity is a testament to its enduring relevance.
Line by Line Meaning
Panic on the streets of London
There is a state of chaos and fear in London.
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
The fear and anxiety is also present in Birmingham.
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?
The singer reflects on the possibility of restoring order and sanity.
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
The artist considers the back alleys of Leeds and its potential danger.
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
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
Despite seeking refuge in small towns like Grasmere and Carlisle, the fear persists and spreads to other cities.
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
The singer expresses frustration and disillusionment with popular music and its lack of relevance to his personal experiences.
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play
The singer repeats his desire to take down mainstream DJs and their music.
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog 'round
The artist mentions the same dangerous alleys of Leeds and provincial towns, further emphasizing his fear and paranoia.
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ
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The repeated phrase 'Hang the DJ' is a call to rebellion against mainstream music and media.
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Written by: Toby Smith
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@alexisrivas9925
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
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 DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
The provincial towns you jog 'round
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@DamienNightmarish
The Smiths - Panic
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
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 DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
The provincial towns you jog 'round
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@williamdavid7422
Panic
The Smiths
Pânico
Pânico nas ruas de Londres
Panic on the streets of London
Pânico nas ruas de Birmingham
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
Eu me pergunto para mim mesmo
I wonder to myself
Poderia a vida ser sempre sã de novo?
Could life ever be sane again?
As ruas secundárias de leeds que você escorrega
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
Eu me pergunto para mim mesmo
I wonder to myself
As esperanças podem subir no grasmere
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
Mas torta de mel, você não está segura aqui
But honey pie, you're not safe here
Então você corre para baixo
So you run down
Para a segurança da cidade
To the safety of the town
Mas há pânico nas ruas de Carlisle
But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, humberside
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
Eu me pergunto para mim mesmo
I wonder to myself
Queime a discoteca
Burn down the disco
Pendure o abençoado DJ
Hang the blessed DJ
Porque a música que eles tocam constantemente
Because the music that they constantly play
Não me diz nada sobre minha vida
It says nothing to me about my life
Pendure o abençoado DJ
Hang the blessed DJ
Porque a música que eles tocam constantemente
Because the music they constantly play
Nas ruas secundárias de Leeds que você escorrega
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
As cidades provinciais que você movimenta
The provincial towns you jog 'round
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@antonioeisadora
"The music that they constantly play... it says nothing to me about my life..."
This is totally modern!!!
@allantimothy2544
Lol, really relevant with todays music
@RetepAdam
But what if they play this song? Checkmate.
@Ld_277
@RetepAdam This song literally contains the lyrics "nothing to me about my life", so if this song were played, it would be saying 'nothing to me about my life', thus the message still stands as correct ;)
@latetodagame1892
What? There are no straight lines or primary colors!
@colingeddes2172
This song says loads to me. Effing banging tune, but 1 wud expect nothing less from the smiths.
@James-nk3tc
One of the only bands I could listen to 24/7 365 and never get sick and tired of
@Madame1887
Same here
@drums4b
You got that right James!
@davyhenry8985
Me too.