Prom Night

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)