Prom Night - Drenge

A long time ago, at a school I used to go to

Prom night, in the heat of July

The king and queen snogged by the toilets

The school band plays the Long Slow Goodbye

The limousines cook on the tarmac

And the teachers overseeing the event

Just wanna go back home

A boy vomits up his canteen dinner

In the high school’s honeysuckle garden

He mops his lips on a handkerchief

His peers are smoking and they’re lit up in halogen

On the way to the loo to wash his face

The king and queen are locked in an embrace

They learnt from a film

And I was waiting round the corner in my car

To pick up my sister, when this charade was over

And I was listening to the radio

Then a tap at the door from a limousine chauffer

I wound down my window, he said 'can you hear what I hear?'

And I listened to the wailing that was coming

From the gate of the school

And the wails became a flood

I never heard so many screams

People coming out covered in blood

Do you know what it was?

It was like Halloween

The smell of fear, and the smell of smoke

Mixed together in the fans and the flames

Like a perfume I’ll never forget

I ran around screaming her name

In the belly of a burning dog

I never saw her again

But sometimes I hear her in the rain

But I swear to god, that night

Before the sirens arrived on the scene

Something stepped out from under the rubble

Whatever it was

It was like Halloween

(oh, oh, it was like Halloween

Oh, oh, it was like Halloween

Oh, oh, it was like Halloween

Oh, oh, it was like Halloween)