Bm: 799777 Bm2 (not official name) : X24432Bmmaj7: 798777Bm7: 797777A: 577655Am: 577555A7: 575655G: 355433F#: 244322F#7: 242322Em: 022000E|---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|-----------------|-----------------|----------------|--------------|Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A There are few who would deny at what I do I am the bestG F# G A Bm For my talents are renowned far and wide.Bm Bmmaj7 Bm6 A When it comes to surprises in the moonlit nightG F# G Bm I accel without ever even trying.Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charmG F# G Am Bm I've seen grown men give out a shriekBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A With a wave of my hand and a well placed moanG 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 routineG F# Em A7 And I grow so weary of the sound of screamsBm Bmmaj7 A G F# And I, Jack, the Pump-kin KingG F# G F# Have grown so tired of the same old thingBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bonesG F# Em F# An emptiness began to growBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A There's something out there, far from my homeG F# F# Bm2 A longing that I've never knownBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A I'm a master of fright, and a demon of lightG F# G Am Bm And I'll scare you right out of your pantsBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister UnluckyG F# G Bm And I'm known throughout England and FranceBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A And since I am dead, I can take off my headG F# G Am Bm To recite Shakespearean quotationsBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A No animal nor man can scream like I canG F# G Bm With the fury of my recitationsG F# G F# But who here would ever understandG F# Em A7 That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grinBm Bmmaj7 A A G F# Would tire of his crown, if they only understoodG F# G F# He'd give it all up if he only couldBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A Oh, there's an empty place in my bonesG F# Em A That calls out for something unknownBm Bmmaj7 Bm7 A The fame and praise come year after yearG F# F#7 Bm2 Does nothing for these empty tears
The Nightmare Before Christmas - Jacks Lament
Danny Elfman
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