[Instrumental]: e|---1---1---1---1-|---1---1---------|----------------|--------------| B|--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2|--2-2-2-2--2---2-|----2-----2-----|--------------| G|-3---2---1---0---|-1---0----3-3-3-3|--3---3--3-3----|-3-----2------| D|-----------------|---------4---3---|-2------0-------|-4-----3------| A|-----------------|-----------------|----------------|-5-----4------| E|-----------------|-----------------|----------------|--------------| [Verse]: Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A There are few who would deny at what I do I am the best G F# G A Bm For my talents are renowned far and wide. Bm Bmmaj7 Bm6 A When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night G F# G Bm I accel without ever even trying. Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charm G F# G Am Bm I've seen grown men give out a shriek Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A With a wave of my hand and a well placed moan G F# G Am Bm I have swept the very bravest off their feet. G F# G F# Yet year after year, it's the same old routine G F# Em A7 And I grow so weary of the sound of screams Bm Bmmaj7 A G F# And I, Jack, the Pump-kin King G F# G F# Have grown so tired of the same old thing Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones G F# Em F# An emptiness began to grow Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A There's something out there, far from my home G F# F# Bm2 A longing that I've never known Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light G F# G Am Bm And I'll scare you right out of your pants Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky G F# G Bm And I'm known throughout England and France Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A And since I am dead, I can take off my head G F# G Am Bm To recite Shakespearean quotations Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A No animal nor man can scream like I can G F# G Bm With the fury of my recitations G F# G F# But who here would ever understand G F# Em A7 That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin Bm Bmmaj7 A A G F# Would tire of his crown, if they only understood G F# G F# He'd give it all up if he only could Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A Oh, there's an empty place in my bones G F# Em A That calls out for something unknown Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A The fame and praise come year after year G F# F#7 Bm2 Does nothing for these empty tears