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

Yet year 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 deep inside of these
An emptiness began to
There's something out there, far from my
A longing I've never known

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

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

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

Oh, there's an empty place in my
That out for something unknown
The and praise come year after year
nothing for these empty tears