Day 134: “Jack’s Lament” – Danny Elfman (The Nightmare Before Christmas)


Today we suggest a song taken from a Tim Burton masterpiece’s soundtrack, created by Danny Elfman in the original version and in italian by Renato Zero.

Stop-motion musical fantasy film of 1993, The Nightmare Before Christmas is about Jack Skellington’s story, The Pumpkin King and of an alternative world in which people live every day of their life getting ready for the Halloween celebration. Halloween Town, full of weird characters carefully created by Burton’s genius, which does not leave nothing random.

But we do not want to talk too much about the movie story. Today’s song is about Jack’s unease, tired of his life and looking for something more, something differet, that he will find in Christmas Town. Gorgeous Danny Elfman’s interpretation, perfectly adapted by Renato Zero in italian version.

And to listen the other version you can go to the italian page of this article!

Jack’s Lament – Danny Elfman


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 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 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



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