A Nightmare On My Street

[Fresh Prince]

Now, I have a story that I'd like to tell

About this guy, you all know him

He had me scared as hell!

He comes to me at night

After I crawl into bed

He's burnt up like a weenie

And his name is Fred!

He wears the same hat

And sweater every single day

And even if it's hot outside

He wears it anyway!

He's gone when I'm awake

But he shows up when I'm asleep

I can't believe that there's a nightmare

On my street!

It was a Saturday evening, if I remember it right

And we had just gotten back off tour last night

So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy

If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movies

I got Angie, Jeff got Tina

Ready Rock got some girl

I'd never seen in my life

That was alright, because the lady was chill

Then we dipped to the theater

Set to ill, buggin'

Oh, Heaven above, something 'bout Elm Street was the movie we saw

The way it started was decent

You know, nothing real fancy

About this homeboy named Fred

And this girl named Nancy

But word, when it was over, I say

Yo, that was def

And everything seemed alright when we left

But when I got home and laid down to sleep

Then began the nightmare, on my street!

It was burnin' in my room like an oven

My bed soaked with sweat

And man, I was buggin'

I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30

It had melted, it was so darn hot

And I was thirsty

I wanted something cool to quench my thirst

I thought to myself

Yo, this heat is the worst

But when I got downstairs

I noticed something was wrong

I was home all alone, but the TV was on

I thought nothin' of it as I grabbed the remote

I pushed the power button and then I almost choked

When I heard this awful voice

Coming from behind, it said

You got my favorite letter, but now you must die

Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was

Broke outside my drawers and screamed: So long, 'cause!

Got halfway up the block

I calmed down and stopped screamin

Then thought: Oh, I get it, I must be dreamin'

I strolled back home with a grin on my grill

I figured: Since this is a dream

I might as well get ill

I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince

But Freddy killed all that noise real quick

He grabbed me by my neck and said

Here's what we'll do

We gotta lotta work here, me and you

The souls of your friends

You and I will claim

You've got the body and I've got the brain

I said: Yo, Fred

I think you got me all wrong

I ain't partners with nobody

With nails that long!

Look, I'll be honest man

This team won't work

The girls won't be on you

Fred, your face is all burnt!

Fred got mad and his head started steaming

But I thought: What the hell, I'm only dreamin'

I said: Please, leave, Fred, so I can get some sleep

But give me a call

Maybe we'll hang out next week

I patted him on the shoulder, said

Thanks for stopping by

Then I opened up the door and said

Take care, guy!

He got mad, drew back his arm

And slashed my shirt

I laughed at first, then thought

Hold up, that hurt!

It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was for real

I said: Freddy, uh, pal

There's been an awful mistake here

No further words and then I darted upstairs

Crashed through my door, then jumped on my bed

Pulled the covers up over my head

And said: Oh, please, do somethin with Fred!

He jumped on my bed

Went through the covers with his claws

Tried to get me, but my alarm went off

And then silence! It was a whole new day

I thought: Huh, I wasn't scared of him anyway

Until I noticed those rips in my sheets

And that was proof that there had been

A nightmare on my street

Oh, man, I gotta call Jeff

I gotta call Jeff

Come on, come on

Come on, Jeff, answer

Come on, man

[Jazzy Jeff]

Hello?

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff, this is Prince, man

Jeff, wake up

Jeff, wake up

[Jazzy Jeff]

What do you want?

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff, wake up, man

Listen to me, Jeff

[Jazzy Jeff]

It's three o'clock in the mornin', what do you want?

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff, Jeff, would you listen to me?

Listen, whatever you do, don't fall asleep

[Jazzy Jeff]

Man!

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff, listen to me, don't go to sleep, Jeff

[Jazzy Jeff]

Look, look, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm going to bed

[FC]

Aaargh!

[Jazzy Jeff]

Aaah!

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff! Jeff!

[FC]

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

[Jazzy Jeff]

Aah!

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff!

[FC]

Aargh!

[Fresh Prince]

Jeff! Answer me, Jeff!

[FC]

I'm your DJ now, Princey!

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!