A#m F There are few who'd denyC# Gm At what I do I am the bestF# F D#m For my talents are renowned far and wideC C# When it comes to suprisesC D#m On a moonlit nightC7 F7 I excel without ever even trying D#m A#7 With the slightest little effortD#m F Of my ghost like charmsD#m E I have seen grown men give out a shriekG# D#m With the wave of my handA#7 D#m And a well placed moanA#7 D#m I have swept the very bravest off their feet A#7 Bm Yet year after yearE D# It's the same routineA# And I grow so wearyD# A#7 Of the sound of screamsF# And ID#m JACK THE PUMPKIN KING B7 A#7 F# Have grown so tired of the sameD# oldA# thing D# Gm A7 Em Oh somewhere deep inside of these bonesAm Em Am Em An emptiness began to growD# Gm A Em There's something out there far from my homeAm 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 lightC B Am And I'll scare you right out of your pantsF# G F# Am To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister UnluckyF#7 B And I'm known throughout England and France Am B Am D And since I am dead, I can take off my headAm A# To recite Shakesperean quotationsD Am E7 Am No animal nor man can SCREAM like I canE7 Am With the fury of my recitations E7 Fm A# A But who here would ever understandE7 Am E7 That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grinC Am F#m Would tire of his crown, If they onlyC#7 F#m understoodD7 C#7 F#m D He'd give it all up, if he onlyC# C# could.... F Am B7 F#m Oh theres an empty place in my bonesBm F#m Bm F#m That calls out for something unknownF Am B F#m The fame and praise come year after yearBm F#m C#7 F#m Does nothing for these empty tears...
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