Pesadilla en Elm Street - Def Con Dos

John Fitzgerald Kennedy se paseaba

Como un idiota por Elm Street

Él no sabía que aquél era el día

Que Freddy curraba y pasó por allí

(…) él era Freddy Krugger

El Lee Harvey Oswald no disparó

Jacky Onassis dijo que eran balas

Y no las cuchillas lo que le mató

Las balas no son tan malas

Y por cuatro calas

Te dan un montón

Cómo era la Onassis que al darle a la cara

Estaba cantando y otro gallo cantó

Pesadilla en Elm Street

Unos años antes Freddy mataba

A todos los niños en Elm Street

El hombre del saco no era un mal caco

Que era un asesino gracioso y gentil

Y fueron los padres y la fastidiaron:

Quemaron a Freddy con mucho gasoil

Todos creyeron que Freddy había muerto

Y vivieron tranquilos justo hasta hoy

No pueden dormir ni siquiera la siesta

Toman café y bocatas de anfeta

Se queman los pies con los cigarrillos

Que ven anunciados por televisión

Pesadilla en Elm Street

Uno, dos, canta a viva voz;

Tres, cuatro, el hombre del saco;

Cinco, seis, decid lo que veis;

Siete, ocho, cómete un bizcocho;

Nueve, diez, ¿dónde está Fred?

Sale su lengua por el teléfono

Sale su cara de la pared

Mira sus garras, sus brazos enormes

Es rojo y verde el mugriento jersey

El sombrero le tapa la mitad de la cara

Que parece una pizza a la napolitana

Krugger vive en las pesadillas

De todos los niños de Elm Street

John Fitzgerald Kennedy strolled

Like an idiot down Elm Street

He did not know that this was the day

That Freddy worked and passed by

(...) he was Freddy Krugger

The Lee Harvey Oswald did not shoot

Jacky Onassis said they were bullets

And not the blades that killed him

Bullets aren't that bad

And for four coves

they give you a lot

How was the Onassis that when hitting the face

She was singing and another rooster crowed

Nightmare in Elm street

A few years before, Freddy killed

To all the kids on Elm Street

The boogeyman was not a bad thief

That he was a graceful and gentle killer

And it was her parents and they annoyed her:

They burned Freddy with a lot of diesel

Everyone believed that Freddy had died

And they lived in peace just until today

They can't sleep even a nap

They drink coffee and speed sandwiches

They burn their feet with cigarettes

What do they see advertised on television?

Nightmare in Elm street

One, two, sing out loud;

Three, four, the boogeyman;

Five, six, say what you see;

Seven, eight, have a cupcake;

Nine, ten, where's Fred?

He sticks his tongue out the phone

His face comes out of the wall

Look at his claws, his huge arms

The grimy sweater is red and green

The hat covers half of his face

That looks like a Neapolitan pizza

Krugger lives in nightmares

Of all the kids on Elm Street