Fred’s Dead

Another empty day
No one else around
No one there to lift my spirits on the off chance
I'm down
No buckets of vomit
No smoke in the air
No one there to put out the fire that just started in my hair

He was my brother
He was my best mate
He was my other
Now it's too late

Fred's dead

Mom & dad don't talk about him
But mom cries at night
I know Ron & Ginny miss him
'Cause now they never fight
Bill & Charlie are somber
And they never touch their brooms
And Percy took it hardest
Now he never leaves his room

He was my brother
He was my best mate
He was my other
Now it's too late

Fred's dead
Fred's dead
Fred's dead
Fred's dead

You were so courageous
Fighting for the cause
If you'd gotten your hands cut off
You'd graft on animal paws
One big explosion
Then you were dead
I don't think I'll ever adjust
To life without Fred

You were my brother
You were my best friend
You were my other
This is the end

Fred's dead
Fred's dead
Fred's dead
Fred's dead