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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 comes to surprises in the moonlit
I excel without ever trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike
I have grown men give out a shriek
With the of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off feet

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

Oh, deep inside of these bones
An began to grow
There's something out there, far from my
A longing that I've never

I'm a master of fright, and a of light
And I'll you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister
And I'm known throughout and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my
To recite Shakespearean
No nor man can scream like I can
the fury of my recitations

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

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