Sing-a-long: All Hope is gone

When the clock strikes one,

you got to run.

When the clock strikes two,

it's up to you.

When the clock strikes three,

it's you or me.

So I run

and run

to set me free.

When the clock strikes four,

Death's at your door.

When the clock strikes five,

goodbye to Life.

When the clock strikes six,

cross river Styx.

As I run

and run

to hide from Nyx.

When the clock strikes seven,

call 9-11.

When the clock strikes eight,

it's way too late.

When the clock strikes nine,

we all resign.

In our fate,

'cause it's too late.

The clock ticks happily in the hall,

laughing merrily at our fall.

It knows we can't escape this hell,

from the Haunted Mansion's spell.