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