Four Fingers Fatal to the Flesh

I woke up from a terrifying dream A dark boiler-room with pipes leaking steam An evil figure in green and red Looks like that hacked-up chick is dead He turns his head and looks at me That burned face, that evil grin No one can stop the awe I feel That knitted sweater and those claws of steel Four fingers, four fingers, four fingers Fatal to the flesh They all believe that Freddy's dead They all believe that it's in my head They don't believe that he's made of flesh Just wait and witness, your personal death I went and bought a bunch of filétknives And rivet them firmly to my gloves I felt like I found myself in his shoes Oh daddy Freddy! Won't you show me the moves! Four fingers, four fingers, four fingers Fatal to the flesh I feel it pumping through my veins, The nightmare must commence I can't hold back this urge to kill My old life has to end I pull the knitted sweater on And dust off the ol' hat I'm one of Freddy's minions now, A spawn of Krueger's hell I woke up from a terrifying dream A dark boiler-room with pipes leaking steam An evil figure in green and red Looks like that hacked-up chick is dead He turns his head and looks at me That burned face, that evil grin No one can stop the awe I feel That knitted sweater and those claws of steel Four fingers, four fingers, four fingers Fatal to the flesh