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There are few who'd deny, at I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and
When it to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel ever even trying
With the slightest little of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men out a shriek
With the of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I swept the very bravest off their feet

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

Oh, somewhere deep of these bones
An began to grow
There's something out there, far from my
A longing I've never known

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

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

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

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