Jack's Lament Lyrics

There are few who deny
at what I do I am the best,
for my talents are renowned far and wide.

When it comes to surprises on a moonlit night,
I excell without ever even trying.

With the slightest little effort of my ghost-like charm
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.

But 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.

Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness begins to grow
There's something out there far from my home.
A longing that I've never known. I'm the master of fright and a demon of light,
and I'll scare you right out of your pants.
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mr. Unlucky,
and I'm know throughout England and in France.

And since I am dead, I can take off my head
to recite Shakespearean quotations.
No animal nor man
can scream like I can
with the fury of my recitations.

But who here would ever understand
that the pumpkin king
with the skeleton grin
would tire of his crown.
If they only understood,
he'd give it all up
if he only could.

Oh there's an empty place in my bones that calls out for something
unknown.
The fame and praise come year after year.
It does nothing for these empty tears.

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