Lyrics:

Verse 1 
stroke of knife - and kids are no more,
Worthless cowards full of horror.
stroke of hammer - and toys are no more,
Those things aren’t worth a dollar.
They sure want to have a peak at,
What is hiding underneath that.
Oh, I sure do love my job here -
No one will find out who murders!

 [bad word] 1 
Ah, the lovely, sweet [bad word] #33;
The grand exit of innocent ones! [bad word] on [bad word] a little closer,
I will make sure that you are gone forever!

Verse 2
Who’s the killer? That’s a toughie.
The suspicions? Well, that beats me.
May be that’s this other lad,
Oh boy, boss will sure be mad!
To alter animatronics -
I’m sure glad I did Mechanics.
No, you won’t escape...
Lure you in and then destroy you, 
Making sure no one had seen you.
But could it be that those five children
Have returned to get to me then?
Listen there, you guys, relax, I was just messing with ya,
I meant to do no haAAArm-!

 [bad word] 2
So [bad word] the payback hour.
Do I fight back or hideaway and cower?
Alas, the Spring Trap is merely nothing,
I will get out and then we’ll see who’s laughing!

Phrases
stroke of knife - children are no more...
stroke of hammer - and toys are no more...
They sure want to have a peak at,
Who’s the killer? That’s a toughie.
Lure you in and then destroy you.
I’m sure glad I did Mechanics.
Making sure no one had seen you.
Oh, I sure do love my job here.

 [bad word] 1
 [bad word] 2

Ending
stroke of knife - and kids are no more,
stroke of hammer - and toys are no more,
They sure want to have a peak at,
Oh, I sure do love my job here -