Jack the Pumpkin King was a terrible sight they say,
With a bright white skull and hollow nose,
And eyes made of Hell's fire.
Jack the Pumpkin King is a myth, they say,
He is made of bones but the children
Know why he came to scare one day
There must have been a curse on that
Old bat bowtie they found
For when they tried to take it
Jack snapped his teeth and flailed around
Oh, Jack the Pumpkin King
Was undead as he could be,
The children say he could scream
And scare much better than you or me
Mwa-ha-ha, Mwa-ha-ha, mwa-ha-ha-ha
Listen to Jack yell
Mwa-ha-ha, Mwa-ha-ha, mwa-ha-ha-ha
He really is from Hell!
Jack the Pumpkin King knew,
That Halloween would soon come to a close
So he said "Let's scream and scare and be back next year!"
Down in the village,
With his head in his hands
Screaming here and shrieking there,
All around the square,
Reciting Shakespearian quotations
He led the dead down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment,
To yell "Boo!"
For Jack the Pumpkin King
Had to hurry on his way,
But he waved goodbye and said "You better dread,
For next year I'll be back with my fellow undead."
Mwa-ha-ha, Mwa-ha-ha, mwa-ha-ha-ha
Watch Jack flee
Mwa-ha-ha, Mwa-ha-ha, mwa-ha-ha-ha
Back to the Halloween tree!