Now, I have a story that I'd like to tell About this guy you all know, he has 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 summin' up the posse and dumb-brushed the movies I got Angie, Jeff got Tina, Reddy Rock got some girl I've never seen in my life That was alright though cause the lady was chill Then we dipped to the theater set to ill-buggin' Cole having a ball And something about 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 said, yo, that was death And everything seemed alright when we left But when I got home and laid down to sleep That began the nightmare on my street It was burning in my room like an oven My pencil was sweating, man, I was buggin' I checked the clock, it had stopped at 1230 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 Thought nothing 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 wrote your second letter, but now you must die Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was Broke outside in my drawers and screamed so long Cuz, got halfway up the block, I calmed down and stopped screaming Then thought, oh, I can't, I must be gamin' 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 fridge But Freddy killed all that noise real quick He grabbed me by my neck and said, here's what we'll do We got a lot of work here, me and you The souls of your friends, you and I will clean You've got the body, and I 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 steamin' 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, man, maybe we'll hang out next week I pat him on the shoulder, said, thanks for stoppin' 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, it'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, said Oh, please do something with Fred He jumped on my bed, ripped 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, 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 Aw, man, I gotta call Jeff, I gotta call Jeff C'mon, c'mon C'mon, Jeff, answer! C'mon, man Hello? Jeff, it's Prince, man, Jeff, wake up, Jeff, wake up What do you want? Jeff, wake up, man, listen to me, Jeff It's three o'clock in the morning, what do you want? Jeff, would you listen to me? Whatever you do, don't fall asleep Jeff, listen to me, don't go to sleep I'm your DJ now, Princey I'm your DJ now I'm your DJ now