Cooking

Nana Knows the Ending: A Mr. Hopp's Playhouse Song [by Random Encounters]



All Ruby wanted was a happy ending. She got Mr. Hopp instead.
Watch us play MR. HOPP’S PLAYHOUSE ➤ youtube.com/REplayed/live

SPOTIFY ➤
APPLE MUSIC ➤
AMAZON ➤
BLOOPERS ➤
BUILDING AN EVIL BUNNY COSTUME ➤
RECORDING VIDEO ➤

Something terrifying awaits you! Find podcasts of your favorite horror stories and more courtesy of David & Kaela King and friends ➤ www.creativehorror.com

Mix & Master by the terrific FamilyJules. Catch his newest songs ➤

(Did you find The Beard in every musical? Tell us his timecode in the comments!)

✸BECOME AN ENCOUNTERER✸
Hit the Bell and Watch us Weekly!

HELP US MAKE MUSICALS ☞ www.patreon.com/randomencounters
=======================
✪ GET RANDOM ENCOUNTERS GEAR! ✪

=======================
LYRICS:
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 in 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 till

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.
Heart beat 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…

Trả lời

Email của bạn sẽ không được hiển thị công khai. Các trường bắt buộc được đánh dấu *

Back to top button