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There are few who'd deny, at I do I am the best
For my talents are far and wide
it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike
I have seen grown men give out a
the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their

Yet after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the King
Have grown so tired of the same old

Oh, somewhere inside of these bones
An emptiness began to
There's something out there, far my home
A longing that I've never

I'm a of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and

And since I am dead, I can off my head
To Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can like I can
With the of my recitations

But who here would understand
That the Pumpkin King with the grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only
He'd give it all up if he only

Oh, there's an place in my bones
That calls out for unknown
The fame and praise come after year
Does nothing for these tears