Bbm F There are few who'd deny Db Gm At what I do I am the best Gb F Ebm For my talents are renowned far and wide C Db When it comes to suprises C Ebm On a moonlit night C7 F7 I excel without ever even trying Ebm Bb7 With the slightest little effort Ebm F Of my ghost like charms Ebm E I have seen grown men give out a shriek Ab Ebm With the wave of my hand Bb7 Ebm And a well placed moan Bb7 Ebm I have swept the very bravest off their feet Bb7 Bm Yet year after year E Eb It's the same routine Bb And I grow so weary Eb Bb7 Of the sound of screams Gb And I Ebm JACK THE PUMPKIN KING B7 Bb7 Gb Have grown so tired of the same Eb old Bb thing Eb Gm A7 Em Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones Am Em Am Em An emptiness began to grow Eb Gm A Em There's something out there far from my home Am Em B7 Em6 a longing that I've never known Em B G Dbm I'm a master of fright and a demon of light C B Am And I'll scare you right out of your pants Gb G Gb Am To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky Gb7 B And I'm known throughout England and France Am B Am D And since I am dead, I can take off my head Am Bb To recite Shakesperean quotations D Am E7 Am No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can E7 Am With the fury of my recitations E7 Fm Bb A But who here would ever understand E7 Am E7 That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin C Am Gbm Would tire of his crown, If they only Db7 Gbm understood D7 Db7 Gbm D He'd give it all up, if he only Db Db could.... F Am B7 Gbm Oh theres an empty place in my bones Bm Gbm Bm Gbm That calls out for something unknown F Am B Gbm The fame and praise come year after year Bm Gbm Db7 Gbm Does nothing for these empty tears...
