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| + | |composer=[[Danny Elfman]] |
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| + | |singer=[[Jack Skellington]] |
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==Lyrics== |
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There are few who'd deny that what I do, I am the best |
There are few who'd deny that what I do, I am the best |
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Revision as of 22:27, 26 April 2013
Jack's Lament is a song in The Nightmare Before Christmas. It is sung by Jack Skellington who is fed up with celebrating Halloween and wants to experience something else. The All American Rejects covered this song for the album "Nightmare Revisited" which was released in 2007.
Lyrics
There are few who'd deny that what I do, I am 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 ghostlike charm I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand and a well placed moan, I have swept the very bravest off their feet
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
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 known
I'm a 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 known throughout England and 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 thet 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 does nothing for these empty tears.
