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There are few deny, at what I do I am the best
For my are renowned far and wide
When it to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without even trying

With the slightest little of my ghostlike charms
I seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand and a well placed
I have swept the very off their feet

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

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

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

And since I am dead I can take off my
To recite Shakespearean
No animal nor man can like I can
the fury of my recitations

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

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