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

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

Its 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 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

The sirens sound, burn him down

Nana knows the ending