What have I done ...?
What have I done ...?
How could I be so blind ...?
All is lost, where was I ...?
Spoiled all, spoiled all ....
Everything's gone all wrong.
What have I done ...?
What have I done ...?
Find a deep cave to hide in,
In a million years they'll find me.
Only dust and a plaque,
That reads, "Here Lies Poor Old Jack"
But I never intended all this madness - *never*.
And nobody really understood - *how could they*?
That all I ever wanted was to bring them
something great.
*Why does nothing ever turn out like it should?*
*Well, what the heck, I went and did my best*
*And - by God - I really tasted something swell!*
*And for a moment, why, I even touched the sky*,
*And at least I left some stories they can tell* - **I did**!
*And for the first time since,
I don't remember when*,
I felt just like my old bony self again.
And I, **Jack**, the *Pumpkin King* - **that's right! I am the Pumpkin King, ah, ha, ha, ha**
*And I just can't wait until next Halloween!*
*'Cause I've got some new ideas that* will **really make them scream!**
**And, by God, I'm really gonna give it all my might!**
... Uh-oh... I hope there's still time to set things right...
... Santy Claws, hmm...
*Sing with much emotion - deep voice
**Sing with more emotion - deep voice
