Nightmare before Christmas ? Inside these bones
There are few who deny, at what do I'm the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises, in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort, of my ghost-like charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With a wave of my hand and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
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Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the pumpkin king
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
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Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there far from my home
A longing that I've never know
I'm the master of fright
And a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy from Kentucky
I'm Mr. Unlucky
And I'm know throughout England and France
And since I'm dead
I can take off my head
Te recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal no man
Can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
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But who here would ever understand
That the pumpkin king
With the skelleton grin
Would tire of his crown
If the only understood
He?d give it all up
If he only could
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Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknow
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears