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

Nana Knows the Ending: A Mr. Hopp's Playhouse Song [by Random Encounters] with tags funny, comedy, video game, gaming, gamer, music, song, singing, aj pinkerton, random encounters, nathan morse, gwen pinkerton, mr. hopp, mr hopp, mr. hopp's playhouse, nana, ending, live action, costume, horror, ruby, sugar and spice

An original song by Random Encounters

All Ruby wanted was a happy ending. She got Mr. Hopp instead. Enjoy the Third and Final Part of our Mr. Hopp's Playhouse saga!

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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…