Find The Keys

(Haha, here we go!)

(Roll up, roll up!)

Come on, kids! Gather round!

It's time to meet a marvel of light and sound!

He's here for fun so don't you frown!

He'll be right here when the reel's rewound

He's Bendy!

The darlin' little devil himself!

He's friendly!

Sing and dance and drag you down straight to hell!

Descending!

Down to where the wickedness dwells!

Three cents please!

Take a seat and start completing your will!

I came back to Sillyvision, I really wish I didn't

Been here a minute and I instantly wish it good riddance

Something's hidden think I blinked and saw a scribble living

Deep within the dope sheet some unholy tome is written

Was this gig meant to be filled with figments of demonic pigment?

I don't think that's proper use of the equipment

Syphoning frightening tyrants from the page into existence

No longer on the stage

Golden age has gone away

Sketchy spooks want to play

Sing along or be erased (oh boy!)

More than this place's rep is stained

Who'll clean up this ink and paint?

Pigment is a stinkin' pain

Let alone when it can maim

I've had enough of those rubber hose murder toons

Ink overflow puppet show out to tear me in twos

Twelve frames a second every one is spellin' certain doom

Mowing through a load of goo that's grown into what Joey drew!

Left forgotten on the blotter

We just want a chance to be

The creator couldn't save us

You'll be slain by our machine!

Think that I might go insane now

As I try to solve this mystery

But you know that in between the breakdowns

You can always find the keys

(Haha, yeah, kick it!)

Darkness roused, no house of mouse

Ink pen, king pin, you're in my house now

No survival kit, chuck your tex-books out

No illusion, it's life, and I am devout

So you Kahl yourself an artist?

Well I don't think you even know what art is!

They say that art is just catharsis

That's why my masterpieces are all pieces of carcass!

I had a little Fleischer inspiration, and Iwerks hard for it!

Think you can Waltz right in, take part of it?

Singin' Merrie Melodies through Tartarus?

You've drawn the line? I gave it life and artifice!

You got the telegram, swear there ain't no parlor tricks!

Just some pentagrams and a couple' candlesticks!

Infernal engine wrenchin' Lazarus

Through my pen, rendering masochistic avarice!

Family fun turned creepy-crawly

Frankenstein meets Frank & Ollie

Who says smiles had to be jolly?

Smile a mile defiling bodies

Silly spooks got hella gory

Probably an allegory

House of laughter built for slaughterin'!

Fun time factory fell to folly

(Oh, yeah! Swing it!)

Soon enough you'll come round

Embrace this darker art

What goes up must come down

Everything moves in arcs

(Gee whiz!)

You've been walking round in cycles

And you've had your ups and downs

When you passed out we made contact

Extremely deep underground

I've been drawing seven circles

And that's where he can be found

'Cause these creatures need their sheep

So he can free us from these bounds

Can you hear him crawling in the pipes around the sanctum?

Your sacrifice will free me from the shell I'm trapped in

I've got some questions 'bout the chair I'm strapped in?!

Hush little sheep! Come meet a pal o' mine with black wings

I'm being hunted by unwanted children's picture shows

By some unholy ghost that broke out of the zoetrope

The devil's doodlin' and I guess he found the rotoscope

'Cause now his scrawls can walk the halls of fallen studios (That's me!)

Twisted animator, black magic machinator

Don't let 'em get ya, their adventures hurt far less on paper

They'll squash and stretch ya' through the gears of their accursed creation

To bring to life a new imagineered abomination

Darkness reigns incarnate at the heart of this machine

Just how deep this inkwell goes is remaining to be seen

Think that I might go insane now

As I try to solve this mystery

But you know that in between the breakdowns

You can always find the keys

That's all folks! Tune in next week!

Bye