A#m F There are few who'd deny C# Gm At what I do I am the best F# F D#m For my talents are renowned far and wide C C# When it comes to suprises C D#m On a moonlit night C7 F7 I excel without ever even trying D#m A#7 With the slightest little effort D#m F Of my ghost like charms D#m E I have seen grown men give out a shriek G# D#m With the wave of my hand A#7 D#m And a well placed moan A#7 D#m I have swept the very bravest off their feet A#7 Bm Yet year after year E D# It's the same routine A# And I grow so weary D# A#7 Of the sound of screams F# And I D#m JACK THE PUMPKIN KING B7 A#7 F# Have grown so tired of the same D# old A# thing D# Gm A7 Em Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones Am Em Am Em An emptiness began to grow D# Gm A Em There's something out there far from my home Am Em B7 Em6 a longing that I've never known Em B G C#m I'm a master of fright and a demon of light C B Am And I'll scare you right out of your pants F# G F# Am To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky F#7 B And I'm known throughout England and France Am B Am D And since I am dead, I can take off my head Am A# To recite Shakesperean quotations D Am E7 Am No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can E7 Am With the fury of my recitations E7 Fm A# A But who here would ever understand E7 Am E7 That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin C Am F#m Would tire of his crown, If they only C#7 F#m understood D7 C#7 F#m D He'd give it all up, if he only C# C# could.... F Am B7 F#m Oh theres an empty place in my bones Bm F#m Bm F#m That calls out for something unknown F Am B F#m The fame and praise come year after year Bm F#m C#7 F#m Does nothing for these empty tears...
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