CLOWN: I looked in every mausoleum. WITCHES: We opened the sarcophagi. HYDE: I tromped through the pumpkin patch. VAMPIRE: I peeked behind the Cyclops’s eye. I did! But he wasn’t there.
There are few who’d deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned 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 tired 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
An emptiness began 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 nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with his skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He’d 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
I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright!
Worm’s wart. Where’s that worm’s wart?
#1: And now, with your permission
I’m going to do my stuff
#2 What are you going to do?
#1 I’m gonna do the best I can
‘Twas a long time ago,
longer now than it seems,
in a place that perhaps you’ve seen in your dreams.
For the story that you are about to be told,
took place in the holiday worlds of old.
Now, you’ve probably wondered where holidays come from.
If you haven’t, I’d say it’s time you begun!
‘Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems in a place perhaps you’ve seen in your dreams. For the story you’re about to be told began with the holiday worlds of auld. Now you’ve probably wondered where holidays come from. If you haven’t I’d say its time you begun for the holidays are the result of much fuss and hard work for the worlds that create them for us. Well you see now quite simply that’s all that they do, making one unique holiday especially for you. But once a calamity ever so great occured when two holidays met by mistake.
‘Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems, in a place that perhaps you’ve seen in your dreams. For the story that you are about to be told takes place in the holiday worlds old. Now, you’ve probably wondered where holidays come from. If you haven’t, I say it’s time you’ve begun!
*Kidnap mr Sandy Claws? *I wanna do it! *Let’s draw straws!
-Doctor! i need to borrow some equipment!-Equipment? Whatever for?-i need to conduct some experiments… how perfectly marvelous! Curiosity killed the cat, you know-i know.
…and since I am dead I can take of my head to recite Shakespearean quotations
1) Haven’t you heard of peace on earth? And goodwill towards men? 2,3,4) NO!
1) I say take a cannon to his door. Knock three times and when he answers, Sandy Claws will be no more! 2) If we blow him up to smithereens, we may lose some peices and then Jack will be just black and green!
1) I wish my cohorts weren’t so dumb. 2) I’m not the dumb one! 3) You’re no fun! 1) Shut up! 3) Make me! 1) I’ve got a plan. A real good one, you’ll see. Upon it they’ll be a note to read. Now in the box, we’ll wait inside, until his curiousity intices him to look inside and then we’ll have him ONE, TWO, THREE!
1) I’ve had the most horrible vison! 2) That’s splendid!
1) Lunch! 2) what’s this? Worm’s Wort! Mmmmmm… and Frog’s Breath? 1) What’s wrong? I-I thought you liked Frog’s Breath. 2) Nothing’s more suspicious than Frog’s Breath-until you taste it, i’m not swallowing a spoonful. 1) I’m not hungry(knocks the spoon out of person #2’s hand)Whoops! 2)You want me to starve! An old man who hardly has strength as it is! A man who you owe your very life!(As person #1 knocks the spoon under the table and pulls an identical spoon that has 3 holes in it out of her sock.)1) Oh, don’t be silly! Mmmmmmmm, see? Scrumptious!(person #1 dunks the spoon into the soup and the soup drains out of the spoon.)(person #2 looks at person #1, picks up the bowl of soup and drinks it directly from the bowl.)
1) Sally, you’ve come back! 2) I had too. 1) For this. (holds up 2’s severed arm) 2) Yeess. 1) Shall we then? (next scene: doctor’s lab; 2 on a table, and 1 proceeding to stitch the arm back on) 1) That’s twice this month you’ve slipped Deadly Night Shade into my tea and run off. 2) Three times. 1) You’re mine you know! I made you! With my own hands. 2) You can make other creations. I’m restless. I can’t help it. 1) It’s a phase, my dear, it’ll pass. We need to be patient, that’s all. 2) But I don’t want to be patient.
1) The Deadly Night Shade you slipped me wore off, Sally! 2) Let go! 1) You’re not ready for so much excitement! 2) Yes, I am! 1) You’re coming with me! 2) No, I’m not! (pulls of stitch that separates her arm from her body; she runs off and 1 falls to the ground) 1) Come back here, you fooli-(arm starts to hit him on the head) Ow,ow, oohh!
1) Won’t they be impressed, I am a genius! See how i transformed this old rat into a most delightful hat! Hmmm.
1) Won’t they be impressed, I am a genius! See how i transformed this old rat into a most delightful! Hmmm.
1)I trumped through the pumpkin patch 2) I peeked behind the cyclops eye… I DID but he wasn’t there
1)My dearest friend, if you don’t mind, I’d like to join you by your side. So we can gaze into the stars(person 2 starts singing with person 1) and sit together, now and forever. Oh, yes they’ll see, we’re simply meant to be.
1.)Curiosity killed the cat you know 2.)I know
1: That’s twice this month you’ve slipped Deadly Night Shade into my tea and run off. 2: THREE times. 1: You’re MINE, you know! I MADE YOU! With my own hands… 2: You can make OTHER creations. I’m restless! I can’t help it! 1: It’s a phase, my dear. It’ll pass. 2: But I don’t want to be patient.
In this town we call home everyone hail to the pumpkin song
He’d give it all up if he only could.
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, ha, ha,
and i Jack, THE PUMKINKING!!
And I, Jack! The PUMPKIN KING!…have grown so tired of the same old thing.
Bad News…Jack Skeleton has been blown to SMITHERIIIIIIIINES!
Boys and girls of every age, wouldn’t you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see, this, our town of Halloween! This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Pumpkins scream in the dead of night! This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Everybody make a scene. Trick-or-treat ’til the neighbor’s gonna die of fright! It’s our town! Everybody scream! In this town of Halloween! I am the one hiding under your bed. Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing RED! I am the one hiding under your stairs. Fingers like snakes, and spiders in my hair! This is Halloween, this is Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home, everyone hail to the Pumpkin Song! In this town, don’t we love it now? Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise! ‘Round that corner, man, hiding in the trash can, something’s waiting there to pounce and how you’ll scream! This is Halloween! Red and Black! Slimy Green! Aren’t you scared?! Well, that’s just fine. Say it once, say it twice. Take a chance and roll the dice. Ride with the moon in the dead of night! Everybody scream! Everybody scream! In our town of Halloween! I am the Clown with the Tearaway Face! Here in a flash, and gone without a trace! I am the ‘who’ when you call ‘Who’s there?’ I am the wind blowing through your hair! I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright! This is Halloween! This is Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Tender lumplings everywhere. Life’s no fun without a good scare! That’s our job, but we’re not mean. In our town of Halloween! In this town, don’t we love it now? Everyone’s waiting for the next surprise! Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back and scream like a banshee, make you jump out of your SKIN! This is Halloween! Everybody scream! Won’t you please make way for a very special guy? Our man Jack is king of the pumpkin patch! Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King! Now this is Halloween! This is Halloween! Halloween! Hal
Boys and girls of Halloween age,won’t you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see,this our town of Halloween.
Bumpy sleigh ride, Jack? The next time you think of taking over someone else’s holiday, I’d listen to her!(indicates Sally)She’s the only one who makes sense around this insane asylum!
BUNNY!!!
But who here would ever understand, that the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin would tire of his crown, if they only understood,he’s give it all up if he only could…
Careful, my precious jewel!
cause i mr.ogie boogie and you ain’t goin no where
Eureka! I’ve got it! This year Christmas will be ours!
Eureka! This year, Christmas will be OURS!!!!!
Frog’s Breath will overpower any odor.
have grown so tired of the same old thing
He’s ancient, he’s ugly
I don’t know which is worse
I might just split a seam now
If I don’t die laughing first
I am the one hiding under your bed! Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red! I am the one hiding under your stairs with fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair!
i am the one hiding under your bed, teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red…..
I am the shadow on the mon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
I am the who when you call ‘Who’s there?’ I am the wind blowing through your hair.
I AM THE WHO WHEN YOU CALL WHO’S THERE? I AM THE WIND BLOWING IN YOUR HAIR
I guess there’s something in the wind, that feels like tragedy’s at hand
i love sally
I might just split a seam now, if I don’t die laughing first!
I sense there’s something in the wind, that brings back tragedies that had. And though I’d like to stand by him, it can’t shake this feeling that i have. And lust is just around the bend. And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see, how much he means to me? I think it’s not to be. What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? And though I’d like to join the crowd, in their enthusiastic cloud. Try as i may it doesn’t last. And will we ever end up together? No, I think not; it’s never to become. For i am not the one.
I sense there’s something in the wind
That feels like tragedy’s at hand
And though I’d like to stand by him
Can’t shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it’s not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I’d like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn’t last
And will we ever end up together?
No, I think not, it’s never to become
For I am not the one
I sense there’s something in the wind.
That feels like tragedies at hand.
All though I’d like to stand by him.
Can’t shake this feeling that I have.
The worst is just around the bend.
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it’s not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I’d like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may it doesn’t last
And will we ever, end up together?
No I think not
It’s never to become
For I am not the one.
I think he might is to big!
No he’s not! If he can go down a chimney, he can fit —- down —– HERE!!!!
I’m a gamlin’ boogy man and boy I don’t play fair!
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 nor man can scream like I can, with the fury of my recitations.
I’m an elected official, I can’t make desisions for my self!
I’m just an Elected official, I can’t make decisions on my own!
I’m the 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 ‘Mr. Unlucky’. And I’m known througout England and France. And since I am dead, I can take off my head to recite Shakespearean quotations. No animal nor man can scream like I can with the fury of my recitation… But who here could 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…
If you’re not shaking, then there’s something very wrong, ’cause this could be the last time that you hear the boogie song! Woah! (woah!) Woah! (woah!) WOAH! (Woah!) I’m the Oogie Boogie man!
IM JACK! the pumpkin king
In this town we call home,everyone hail to the Pumpkin song.
Interesting reaction, but what does it mean?!
It’s much more fun, I must confess
With lives on the line
Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy
Now that’d be just fine
Its simple really very clear like music drifting in the air invisible but everywhere just because i cannot see it doesn’t mean i can’t believe it
Jack please! I’m only an elected official here, I can’t make decisons by my self!
Jack please, I’m only an elected official here; I can’t make decisions on my own!
Jack! there’s only 364 more days till halloween!
JACK! They said you were dead!
You must be…DOUBLE DEAD!
Jack, please, I’m only an elected official here, I can’t make decisions by my self! JACK, ANSWER ME!!!
Jack, they said you were dead! You must be double dead! Oogie Boogie
Jack,please,listen to me! It’s going to be a disaster!
kidnap sandy claws put him in a box bury him for 90 days and see is he can talk
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, Tie him in a knot Put him in a coffin, How we’d like to see him rot
making christmas/making christmas/fa la la…
My dearest friend, if you don’t mind, I’d like to join you by your side. Where we can gaze into the stars, & sit together, now & forever. For it is plain, as anyone can see, we’re simply meant to be.
Nice work, bone daddy.
Nice work, Bonedaddy!
Nothing’s more suspicious than Frog’s Breath! Until you taste it,I won’t swallow a spoonful!
Oooh Jack, you make wounds ooze and flesh crawl
Release me now or you will have to answer to this haynous act!
Sally! You can come out now!
Say It Once Say It Twice, Take A Chance* and Roll The Dice
Say it once, Say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night
Say it once, say it twice, take a chance and role the dice! Ride with the moon in the dead of night!
Shock: I wish my cohorts weren’t so dumb! Lock: I’m not the dumb one! Barrel: You’re no fun! Shock: Shut up! Lock: Make me!
SNAKE EYES!!!!!!!!!! THUMP! MMMMMMMMM thats better!
Snakes and mice get wrapped up so nice, with spider legs and pretty bows.
Snakes and mice get wrapped up so nice, with spider webs and pretty bows.
somethings up with Jack… hope he hasn’t died
Tender love blooms everywhere. Life’s no fun without a good scare. That’s our job but we’re not mean.In our town of Halloween.
Tender lumplings everywhere, life’s no fun without a good scare. That’s our job, but we’re not mean, in this town of Halloween
The king of Halloween has been blown to smithereens. Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust.(Mayor)
Their construction should be exceedingly simple, I think.
There are few who deny at what I do I am the best, for my talents are renowned far and wide.
There are few who deny at what I do I am the best, for my talents are renowned 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 ghost-like charms, I have seen grown men give out a shriek! With a 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, an emptiness began to grow. There’s something out there far from my home. A longing that I’ve never known. I’m the 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 Mr. 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 nor 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…
There are few who deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned 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 see grown men give out a shriek
With a 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 dep inside of these bones
An emptiness began 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 nor 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’d 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
There are few who deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are rnowned 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 see grown men give out a shriek
With a 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 dep inside of these bones
An emptiness began 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 nor 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’d 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
There were objects so peculiar, they wer not to be believed! All around things to tantalize my brain. It’s a world unlike anything I’ve ever seen! And as hard as I try, I can’t seem to describe, like a most improbable dream. But you must believe when I tell you this. It’s as real as my skull, and it does exist! Here, let me show you. This is a thing called a present. The whole thing starts with a box. A box? Is it steel? Are there locks? Is it filled with a pox?! A pox? How delightful, a pox! If you please. Just a box with bright colored paper. And the whole thing’s topped with a bow. A bow? But why? How ugly! What’s in it? What’s in it?! That’s the point of the thing, not to know! It’s a bat! Will it bend? It’s a rat? Will it break? Perhaps it’s the head that I found in the lake. Listen now, you don’t understand. That’s not the poing of Christmas Land. Now pay attention. We pick up and oversized sock, and hang it like this on the wall. Oh yes, does it still have a foot? Let me see, let me look! Is it rotted and covered with GOOK?! Um, let me explain. There’s no foot inside, but there’s candy. Or sometimes it’s filled with small toys. Small toys? Do they bite? Do they snap? Or explode in the sack? Or perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys! What a splendid idea, this Christmas sounds fun! I fully endorse let’s try it at once! Everyone please! Now not so fast! There’s something here that you don’t quite grasp… Well, I may as well give them what they want… And the best, I must confess, I have saved for the last. For the ruler of this Christmas Land is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice. At least that is what I’ve come to understand. And I’ve also heard it told that he’s something to behold, like a lobster, huge and red! And he sets out a sleigh with his reindeer on, carting bulging sacks with his big great arms! That is so I’ve heard it said. And on a dark cold night, by the full moonlight he flies through a fog, like vulture in the sky! And th
there’s children throwing snowballs, instead of throwing heads!
This fog is as thick as…as…Jelly Brains!
This has been dead for much too long! try something fresher something newer!
This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Pumpkins rain in the dim moon light. This is Halloween,this is Halloween, everybody make a scene, it’s our time, everybody scream, in this town of Halloween….
town meeting…town meeting…town meeting tonight!!!!
TRICK OR TREAT!!!
Wake up, Jack!
well well well, what have we here? santy clause huh? OOOOO, im really scared! so your the one every ones talking about ha ha ha ha!!! your joking, your joking, i cant belive my eyes! your joking me, you gotta be, this cant be the right guy! he’s ancient, he’s ulgy, i dont know which is worse! i might just split a seam now if i dont die laughing first. Mr. Oogie Boogie says, there’s trouble close at hand, you better pay attention now cause im the boogie man! and if you arn’t shaking, there’s something very wrong! cause this may be the last time you hear the Bogie song.
Well, what the heck? I meant to give my best, and by God I really tasted something swell! And for a moment, why! I even touched the sky!
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 hind in. In a million years they’ll find me. Only dust, and a plaque that reads ‘Here Lies Poor Old Jack’! But I never could understand this madness. Never. But nobody really understood. Well, how could they. Because 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 my God, I really tasted something swell. And for a moment, why, I even touched the sky! Boy, there’ll be stories to tell! 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! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! And I just can’t wait until next Halloween, ’cause I’ve got some new ideas, that’ll really make ’em scream! And, by God, I’m really going to give it all my might! Uh-oh! I hope there’s still time to set things right. Sandy Claws!
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. Well, 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 to give 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 PUMPKING KING!! HAHAHAHA!!! And I just can’t wait until next Halloween. ‘Cause I got some new ideas that will really make them scream! And by God, I’m really going to give it all my might!!!
What’s this? They’re busy throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads.
What’s this? What’s this? There’s color everywhere. What’s this? There’s white things in the air. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes, I must be dreaming. Wake up, Jack, this isn’t fair! What’s this? What’s this? What’s this? There’s something very wrong. What’s this? There’s people singing songs. What’s this? The streets are lined with little creatures laughing. Everybody seems so happy! Have I possiblye gone daffy?! What is this? What’s this? There’s children throwing snowballs, instead of throwing heads. They’re busy building toys, and absolutely no one’s dead! There’s frost in every window. Oh I can’t believe my eyes. And in my bones I feel the warmth that’s coming from inside… Oh look! What’s this? They’re hanging mistletoe. They kiss? Why that looks so unique. Inspired! They’re gathering around, hearing stories, roasting chestnuts on a fire!What’s this? What’s this? In here? They’ve got a little tree. How queer! And who would ever think? And why? They’re covering it with tiny little things. They’ve got electric lights on strings. There’s a smile on everyone. So now correct me if I’m wrong. This looks like fun! This looks like fun! Oh, could it be I got my wish? What’s this? Oh my, what now? The children are asleep. But look, there’s nothing underneath. No ghouls! No witches here to scream and scare them or ensnare them only little cozy things secure inside their dreamland… What’s this? The monsters are all missing, and the nightmares can’t be found. And in their place there seems to be good feeling all around. Instead of screams, I swear I can hear music in the air. The smell of cakes and pies are absolutely everywhere… The sights! The sounds! Their everywhere and all around! I’ve never felt so good before! This empty place inside of me is filling up! I simply cannot get enough! I WANT IT! Oh, I want it! Oh, I want it for my own! I’ve got to know! I’ve got to know what is this place that I have found! What is this?!
What’s this? What’s this? There’s powder everywhere! What’s this? There’s white things in the air! What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes, I must be dreaming! Wake up, Jack, this isn’t fair! What’s this?
What’s this?What’s this? There’s color everywhere! What’s this? These white things in the air?!
whoooooaaa the sound of the dice is music to my ears, cuz i’m a gamblin’ boogie man althought i don’t play fair!!
Why does nothing ever turn out like it should?
why does nothing ever turn out like it should
Won’t they be impressed? I am a genius! See how I transform this old rat into a most delightful hat!
Yeah I guess so. Just like last year and the year before that and the year before that.
You a gambling man santy?
You will be a decided improvement over that treacherous Sally!
You’ve poisoned me for the last time, you wretched girl!
your jokin, your jokin, I can’t believe my ears. Would someone shut this fella up i’m drowin’ in my tears. It’s funny i’m laughing, You really are too much and now with your permission, I’m going to do my stuff
~Oh how horrible our christmas will be!~ ~Nooo, how Jolly our chirstmas will be.~
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