

{eerie windup toy piano} (tick
tock, tick tock)
{heavy
slow footsteps}
Red hair and overalls,
standing in the hall
With a kitchen knife that's twenty inches tall
One is small and plastic,
looking for a friend The other is a shape that will never
truly end
Chucky's playing games and he wants to stay alive
Michael's in the shadows and you won't survive When the toy meets
the shape on a cold October night
You better run away,
better hide from the fright (hahahaha)
One speaks in giggles,
telling deadly jokes The other walks in silence under dead oak oaks
Haddonfield is quiet till the play-time starts
Now they're both competing for the coldest of hearts
Chucky's playing games and he wants to stay alive
Michael's in the shadows and you won't survive When the toy meets
the shape on a cold October night
You better run away,
better hide from the fright (hide,
hide!)
{tempo slows}
He's right behind you (shhh) {final slash sound effect}