LRC歌词
[ti:Jack's Lament]
[ar:Disney]
[al:Classic Disney :60 Years Of Musical Magic VOL III]
[by:]
[00:00.00]Jack's Lament - Danny Elfman (丹尼·叶夫曼)
[00:14.52]There are few who deny at what I do I am the best
[00:19.02]For my talents are reowned far and wide
[00:23.24]When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
[00:27.60]I excel without ever even trying
[00:31.78]With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
[00:36.30]I have seen grown men give out a shriek
[00:40.61]With the wave of my hand and a well-placed moan
[00:45.30]I have swept the very bravest off their feet
[00:49.42]Yet year after year it's the same routine
[00:54.87]And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
[01:00.23]And I Jack the PUMPKIN KING
[01:04.94]Have grown so tired of the same old thing
[01:14.64]Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
[01:19.38]And emptiness begins to grow
[01:25.53]There's something out there far from my home
[01:31.79]A longing that I've never known
[01:41.65]I'm a master of fright and a demon of light
[01:46.01]And I'll scare you right out of your pants
[01:50.34]To a guy in Kentucky I'm Mister Unlucky
[01:54.81]And I'm known throughout England and France
[01:59.02]And since I am dead I can take off my head
[02:03.23]To recite Shakespearean quotations
[02:07.75]No animal or man can scream like I can
[02:12.25]With the fury of my recitations
[02:16.75]But who here would ever understand
[02:21.91]That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
[02:26.91]Would tire of his crown- if they only understood
[02:32.05]He would give it all up if he only could
[02:39.62]Oh there's an empty place in my bones
[02:45.80]That calls out for something unknown
[02:51.84]The fame and praise come year after year
[02:58.23]Does nothing for these empty tears
文本歌词
Jack's Lament - Danny Elfman (丹尼·叶夫曼)
There are few who deny at what I do I am the best
For my talents are reowned 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 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 Jack the PUMPKIN KING
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
And emptiness begins 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 Mister 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 or man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown- if they only understood
He would 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
