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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 without even trying
With the slightest little effort of my charms
I seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a moan
I swept the very bravest off their feet

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

Oh, somewhere deep of these bones
An emptiness began to
There's something out there, far from my
A longing that I've 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 Unlucky
And I'm known England and France
And since I am dead, I can off my head
To Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream 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, an empty place in my bones
calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year year
Does nothing for these empty