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

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! Watch us play MR. HOPP'S PLAYHOUSE ➤ youtube.com/REplayed/live PART I ➤    • Your Happy Ending: A Mr. Hopp's Playh...   PART II ➤    • His Perfect Playhouse: A Mr. Hopp Son...   SPOTIFY ➤ https://open.spotify.com/album/5sfEIX... APPLE MUSIC ➤   / nana-knows-the-ending-a-mr-hopps-playhouse...   AMAZON ➤ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0845V5GYL/ BLOOPERS ➤    • Bloopers from NANA KNOWS THE ENDING: ...   BUILDING AN EVIL BUNNY COSTUME ➤    • Making an Evil Bunny: Building Our Ow...   RECORDING VIDEO ➤    • Recording NANA KNOWS THE ENDING: A Mr...   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 ➤    / familyjules7x   (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! ✪ ➥https://shop.bbtv.com/collections/ran... ======================= 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…