1.whats this？
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 possibly gone daffy？
What is this？
What's this？
There are children throwing snowballs here
Instead of throwing heads
They're busy building toys
And absolutely no one's dead
There's frost on every window
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the warnth
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 to hear a story
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
And 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
Oe ensnare them, only little cozy things
Secure inside their dremaland
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
IS absolutely everywhere
The sights, the sounds
They're eveywhere and all around
I've never felt so good before
Thsi 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？
Christmas Town, hmm...
2.Jack's Lament
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
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 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 am 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
3.What's This
Lyricist：Daniel Elfman
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？
These people singing songs
What's this？
The streets are lined with
Little creatures laughing
Everybody seems so happy
Have I possibly 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 on 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 to hear a story
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
And 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
They're eveywhere 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？
Christmas town？ Hmm
4.Town Meeting Song
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
Listen everyone, there were objects so peculiar
They were 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 point of Christmas land
Now, pay attention, we pick up an over-sized 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？
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 a sack？ Or perhaps they just spring out
And scare girls and boys
What a splendid idea, this Christmas sounds fun
Why, I fully endorse it, 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
Least that's 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 sets out to slay with his rain gear on
Carting bulging sacks with his big great arms
That is, so I've heard it said
And on a dark, cold night, under full moonlight
He flies into a fog, like a vulture in the sky
And they call him Sandy Claws
Well, at least they're excited, though they don't understand
That special kind of feeling in Christmas land, oh, well
5.Kidnap The Sandy Claws
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws
I wanna do it!
Let's draw straws!
Jack said, â½We should work together
Three of a kindâ
Birds of a feather
Now and forever
Wheee
La, la, la, la, la
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Lock him up real tight
Throw away the key and then
Turn off all the lights
First, we're going to set some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate
Wait! I've got a better plan
To catch this big red lobster man
Let's pop him in a boiling pot
And when he's done we'll butter him up
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box
Bury him for ninety years
Then see if he talks
Then Mr. Oogie Boogie man
Can take the whole thing over then
He'll be so pleased, I do declare
That he will cook him rare
Wheee!
(Oogie Boogie)
Ooo hooo! Yum, yum, yum, yum
I say that we take a cannon
Aim it at his door and then
Knock three times and when he answers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up into smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And the Jack will beat us black and green
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag
Throw him in the ocean
Then see if he is sad
Because Mr. Oogie Boogie
Is the meanest guy around
If I were on his Boogie list
I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I'll bet
Perhaps he'll make his special brew
Of snake and spider stew
Mmm!
We're his little henchmen
And we take our job with pride
We do our best to please him
And stay on his good side
I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb
I'm not the dumb one
You're no fun
Shut up!
Make me
I've got something, listen now
This one is real good, you'll see
We'll send a present to his door
Upon there'll be a note to read
Now, in the box we'll wait and hide
Until his curiosity
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him
One, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years
See what makes him tick
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, chop him into bits
Mr. Oogie Boogie is sure to get his kicks
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, see what we will see
Lock him in a cage and then throw away the key!
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
(Oogie Boogie)
Sandy Claws
6.Making Christmas
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
This time, this time
Making Christmas
Making Christmas
Making Christmas, making Christmas is so fine
It's our this time and won't the children
Be surprised？ It's ours this time
Making Christmas
Making Christmas
Time to give them something fun
They'll talk about fir yeas to come
Let's have a cheer from everyone
It's time to party
Making Christmas, making Christmas
Snakes and spiders get wrapped up
So nice with spider legs and pretty bows
It's ours this time
All together, that and this
With all our tricks we're
Making Christmas
Here comes Jack
I don't believe what's happening to me
My hopes, my dreams, my fantasies
Hee hee hee
Won't they be impressed？ I am a genius
See how I transformed this old rat
Into a most delightful hat？
Hmm, my compliments from me to you
On your most intriguing hat
Consider though this substitute
A bat in the place of this old rat
Huh, no, no, no, now that's all wrong
This thing will never make a present
It's been dead now for much too long
Try something fresher, something pleasant
Try again, don't give up
All together, this and that
With all our tricks
We're making Christmastime
This time this time
Making Christmas, making Christmas
La la la
It's almost here
And we can't wait
'Cause when the full moon starts to climb
We'll all sing out, it's Christmas time
Hee hee hee
7.Oogie Boogie's Song
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
Well, well, well, what have we here？
Santa Claus, huh？
Oh, I'm really scared
So you're the one everybody's talkin' about
You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my eyes
You're jokin' me, you gotta be
This can't be the right guy
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
Mr. Oogie Boogie says
There's trouble close at hand
You'd better pay attention now
'Cause I'm the Boogie man
And if you aren't shakin'
Then there's something very wrong
'Cause this may be the last time
You hear the boogie song
He's the Oogie Boogie man
Well, if I'm feelin' antsy
And there's nothin' much to do
I might just cook a special batch
Of snake and spider stew
And don't ya know the one thing
That would make it work so nice？
A roly-poly Santa Claus to add a little spice
Yeah, I'm the Oogie Boogie man
Release me now
Or you must face the dire consequences
The children are expecting me
So please, come to your senses
You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my ears
Would someone shut this fella up？
I'm drownin' 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
What are you going to do？
I'm gonna do the best I can
Oh, the sound of rollin' dice
To me is music in the air
'Cause I'm a gamblin' Boogie man
Although I don't play fair
It's much more fun, I must confess
When lives are on the line
Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy
Now that'd be just fine
Release me fast or you will have to
Answer for this heinous act
Oh brother, you're something
You put me in a spin
You aren't comprehending
The position that you're in
It's hopeless, you're finished
You haven't got a prayer
'Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie
And you ain't going nowhere
8.Poor Jack
Lyricist：Danny Elfman
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 and did my best
And my God, I really tasted something swell, that's right
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 Pumpkin King, haha
And I just can't wait until next Halloween
'Cause I've got some new ideas
That will really make them scream
And my God I'm really gonna give it all my might
Uh, oh, I hope there's still time to set things right
Sandy Claws, hmm
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