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

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

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these
An emptiness to grow
There's something out there, far my home
A that I've never known

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

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

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

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