They'll Find You

There was a place many years ago

Where the children would come for a meal and show

Oh, the horror in the corner

The quartet of terror returns

There's Freddy, and Foxy, and Bonnie, and Chica

The band's back together, and playing the deep cuts

And when the curtain comes to close

They'll find you

There is a bear who bears no introduction

And a chick who's thick from reconstruction

There is a bun who's gunning for the air shaft

And a fox who gawks behind an eye-patch

Unserviced servo turning

Refurbished fur perturbing

It doesn't matter where you go

They'll find you

Find the mascots

Check your blind spots

Put the mask on

Turn the lights off

Wind the toy box

Check the game clock

Shun the dark thoughts

It's a long shot

They'll find you

They'll find you

We will find you

Terrorize you

And ensnare you

In a bear suit