Knife Play Nights

(tick

tock, tick tock)

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!)

He's right behind you (shhh)