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Nana Knows The Ending: A Mr. Hopp's Playhouse Song

 

Nana Knows The Ending: A Mr. Hopp's Playhouse Song

(album: Random Encounters: Season 10 - 2020)


Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop
Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop
Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop
Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop
Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop
Mr. Hopp never stops chasing you until you drop

Nana called darkness a blanket
And shadows mere gaps in the light
But something is crossing the threshold
That doesn't belong here tonight
It's face has been knitted together
With stitches that split at the seams
Of cotton and rotten old leather
A terror concocted of dreams

You know what they say about girls
And that sugar and spice
Well, it ain't gonna save ya

Mr. Hopp never stops searching for his vessel...
Round and round, like a top, unable to rest til...
Blood is shed, dark and red. What is he intending?
Ask the dead, what's ahead
Nana knows the ending

You followed a little white rabbit
And fell down a nightmarish pit
Where some sort of evil inhabits
The rabbit your nana had knit
Most demons will dwell in the darkness
But this one is drawn to the flame
A spark can be seemingly harmless
And still wage a dangerous game

All your sugar has turned into ash
And what spice you have left
Starts to burn like a poison

Mr. Hopp never stops hunting for a victim
Floorboards pop stomach drops. Heartbeat starts to quicken
No one hides from his eyes, dark and unrelenting
Your demise is his prize
Nana knows the ending

Now courage is all that you've got
And fire is just what you need
Nail your sugar and spice to the wall
Cause the tears in your eyes are just food for your demons

Mr. Hopp never stops, now you're a believer
Rip and chop his ears off with a silver cleaver
Mr. Hopp can't be stopped! Darkness is descending
Sirens sound burn him down
Nana knows the ending

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