Джек Повелитель Тыкв (Английская версия)

There are few who deny At what I do I am the best For my talents are renound far and wide When it comes to suprises In the moonlit night I excel without ever even trying With the slightest little effort Of my ghostlike charms 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 PUMPKIN KING Have grown so tired of the same o