Trevor’s Animatronic Nightshift

Twelve o'clock,

the door is shut,

Trevor's here to earn his cut.

Watch the cameras, check the halls,

Shadows moving on the walls.

Trevor sweating in his chair,

Static buzzing in the air.

Did that metal bear just blink?

He's not paid enough to think!

(help me)

Oh, Trevor, run, they're on the loose!

They've got gears, they've got no use!

Singing songs from ninety-four,

Now they're scratching at your door! (hahaha)

Yellow rabbit on the stage,

Full of ancient, rusty rage.

Wind the music box up tight,

Trevor's fighting for his life!

Only five more hours to go,

Welcome to the horror show! (gasp)

Red eyes shining in the dark,

This is not an amusement park.

(tick tock, tick tock) If the power goes

to zero,

That's the end

of our poor hero...

Oh, Trevor, run, they're on the loose!

They've got gears, they've got no use!

Singing songs from ninety-four,

Now they're scratching at your door!

(no, no, no!)

Six AM, the morning light,

Trevor made it through the night.

But he's back tomorrow...

right? (gasp)