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Where the devil am I?
Feels for all the world just like a dream-
Surely not the tram I'd
Ridden to this monster scene

Laughing Mister Jack said,
"Leave your hesitations all behind,
Have a piece of chocolate;
Come with me and ease your mind."

Hung from the rafters swayed
Old Mister Scarecrow, hanged:
Who'd refuse to taste of Jack's own pumpkin pie?

He smiled at me and asked, "Oh, may I have this dance
While dear Mister Moon is still sleeping?"
("Did you call? Did you call," called the Pumpkin Head)
So where'd the coffin go? Oh no, now don't you fret so
There's nothing here to see

(lalalalala, don't mind me)

Then, I start to panic
Something going on here feels so wrong
As if under magic
I begin to feel so lost

Haughty Mister Jack said,
"Feel the evil in you start to swell"
Eyes as of the Devil
Beckoning me in His spell

(You'll give into me, you'll give into me)
That goat is planning something, I can tell it
He's waiting for the train...

Promising my hand in turn for fairytale lands
I'm whirling away in the Underground
("Step up, step down, bodies all around!")
Oh, once you're made His bride, there's no escaping it alive
For you're already wedded, dead, and bound

"Ah, Mrs. Pumpkin! Chin up, my darling, I've come to collect"
Give up all hope, all ye who meet He
Dreams don't mean nothing with rope 'round your neck
Ahh...

Dance the Devil's Dance until your feet are danced off
We're caught in His spiderweb reverie
("Pass out, come to, played you for a fool!")
The Jack-o-Lantern Head will grin His Hellfire red
And flames rise reverently

(lalalalala, don't mind me)

He smiled at me and asked, "Oh, may I have this dance?"
And I cannot dream of refusing Him
("Too bad! Oh well," said the Pumpkin Head)
So where'd the coffin go? Oh no, now don't you fret so
There's nothing more to fear

I fear I've sunk too deep into this game
I can't quite tell if I have gone insane

In this wreck of a train

"Ah, Mrs. Pumpkin..!"