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There are few who'd deny, at I do I am the best
For my talents are far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit
I excel without ever even
With the slightest effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a moan
I have swept the very bravest off feet

Yet year after year, the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin
Have grown so tired of the same old

Oh, somewhere inside of these bones
An began 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 Kentucky, I'm Mister
And I'm known throughout England and
And I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean
No animal nor man can scream I can
With the fury of my

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

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