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!