Freddy’s dead, thats what i said.
Let the man read, the plan, said it singing home
But his home was a rope and he should’ve known.
Everybody’s misused him, ripped him up and abused him.
Another junkie plan, pushin’ dope for the man.
A terrible blow, but thats how it goes.
A freddy’s on the corner now.
If you wanna be a junkie wow.
Remember freddy’s dead.
We’re all built up with progress
But sometimes i must confess.
We can deal with rockets and dreams
But reality, what does it mean?
Ain’t nothing said, cause freddy’s dead.