[00:13.46]There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
[00:18.45]For my talents are renowned far and wide
[00:22.64]When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
[00:27.70]I excel without ever even trying
[00:31.39]With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
[00:35.80]I have seen grown men give out a shriek
[00:40.21]With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
[00:44.73]I have swept the very bravest off their feet
[00:49.00]Yet year after year, it's the same routine
[00:54.30]And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
[00:59.16]And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
[01:04.38]Have grown so tired of the same old thing
[01:11.62]Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
[01:18.92]An emptiness began to grow
[01:25.30]There's something out there, far from my home
[01:31.22]A longing that I've never known
[01:41.16]I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
[01:45.49]And I'll scare you right out of your pants
[01:49.76]To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
[01:54.27]And I'm known throughout England and France
[01:58.47]And since I am dead, I can take off my head
[02:02.88]To recite Shakespearean quotations
[02:07.31]No animal nor man can scream like I can
[02:11.75]With the fury of my recitations
[02:16.24]But who here would ever understand
[02:21.41]That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
[02:26.65]Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
[02:31.63]He'd give it all up if he only could
[02:39.20]Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
[02:45.29]That calls out for something unknown
[02:51.35]The fame and praise come year after year
[02:57.49]Does nothing for these empty tears