Jack Skellington - Jack's Lament lyrics

rate me

There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best<br />

For my talents are renowned far and wide<br />

When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night<br />

I excel without ever even trying<br />

With the slightest little effort, of my ghostlike charms... <br />

I have seen grown men give out a shriek<br />

With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan<br />

I have swept the very bravest off their feet<br />

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Yet year after year, it's the same routine<br />

And I grow so tired... of the sound of screams<br />

And I, JACK! the Pumpkin King... <br />

Have grown so tired, of the same old thing<br />

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Ohhhh, somewhere deep... inside of these bones<br />

An emptiness... began to grow<br />

There's something out there, far from my home<br />

A longing that I've never known<br />

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I'm a master of fright! and a demon of light! <br />

And I'll scare you right out of your pants... <br />

To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky<br />

And I'm known throughout England and France<br />

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And since I am dead, I can take off my head<br />

To recite Shakespearean quotations<br />

No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can<br />

With the fury of my recitations<br />

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But who here would ever understand<br />

That the Pumpkin King with his skeleton grin<br />

Would tire of his crown, if they only understood<br />

He'd give it all up if he only could<br />

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Oh, there's an empty place in my bones<br />

That calls out for something unknown<br />

The fame and praise come year after year<br />

Does nothing for these empty tears...