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'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!

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 Everybody make a scene

Trick-or-treat till 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, 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 now to pounce and how you'll - Scream

- This is Halloween - Red and black - And 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 a tear-away 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 ourjob - 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, Halloween Halloween, Halloween

In this town we call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

- La, la, la, la, la, la - Halloween, Halloween

La, la, la, la, la, la Whee

- It's over! - We did it!

- Wasn't it terrifying? - What a night!

Great Halloween, everybody.

I believe it was our most horrible yet. Thank you, everyone.

No! Thanks to you, Jack.

Without your brilliant leadership...

- Not at all, Mayor. - You're such a scream, Jack.

- You're a witch's fondest dream. - You made walls fall, Jack.

Walls fall? You made the very mountains crack, Jack.

- The deadly nightshade you slipped me wore off, Sally. - Let go!

- You're not ready for so much excitement. - Yes, I am!

- You're coming with me! - No, I'm not!

Come back here, you foolish...

Oh! Oh! Oh-oh-oh.

Ooh, Jack, you made wounds ooze and flesh crawl.

Thank you. Thank you! Thank you very much!

Hold it. We haven't given out the prizes yet.

Our first award goes to the vampires...

for most blood drained in a single evening.

Our second and honorable mention...

goes to the fabulous Dark Lagoon leeches.

Nice work, Bone Daddy.

Yeah, I guess so. Just like last year...

and the year before that, and the year before that.

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'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

Jack.

I know how you feel.

Sally!

You've come back.

- I had to. - For this!

- Yes. - Shall we, then?

That's twice this month you've slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off.

- Three times. - You're mine, you know!

I made you with my own hands.

You can make other creations.

I'm restless. I can't help it.

It's a phase, my dear. It'll pass.

We need to be patient, that's all.

But I don't want to be patient.

No, Zero, not now.

I'm not in the mood.

All right.

Here you go, boy.

Mornin', gents!

Jack, you home?

Jack, I've got the plans for next Halloween.

I need to go over them with you so we can get started.

Jack, please! I'm only an elected official here.

I can't make decisions by myself.

Jack, answer me!

- Huh? - He's not home.

- Where is he? - He hasn't been home all night.

Where are we?

It's someplace new!

What is this?

Whoa-oa-oa!

Whoa!

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'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 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 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

Christmas Town?

Hmm.

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

Hmm.

- This has never happened before. - It's suspicious.

- It's peculiar. - It's scary.

Stand aside. Coming through.

We've got to find Jack!

There's only 35 days left till next Halloween!

Three sixty-four!

Is there anywhere we've forgotten to check?

I looked in every mausoleum.

We opened the sarcophagi!

I tromped through the pumpkin patch.

I peeked behind the cyclops' eye.

I did! But he wasn't there.

It's time to sound the alarms!

Frog's breath will overpower any odor.

Bitter!

Worm's wart. But where, where is that worm's wart?

Sally? Is that soup ready yet?

Ah. Coming!

Lunch!

Ah, what's that?

Worm's wart! Mmm!

And frog's breath?

Wh-What's wrong? I-I thought you liked frog's breath.

Nothing's more suspicious than frog's breath.

Until you taste it, I won't swallow a spoonful.

I'm not hungry. Oops.

You want me to starve...

an old man like me, who hardly has strength as it is.

Me, to whom you owe your very life.

Oh, don't be silly.

Mmm! See? Scrumptious!

Did anyone think to dredge the lake?

Oh, this morning.

- Hear that? - Ah, what? - Shh.

Zero!

- Jack's back! - Jack's back! Jack's back!

- Where have you been? - Call a town meeting and I'll tell everyone all about it.

- When? - Immediately!

Town meeting! Town meeting!

Town meeting tonight!

Town meeting! Town meeting tonight!

Listen, everyone!

I want to tell you about Christmas Town.

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 tried 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.

Ooh!

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 Christmasland

Now pay attention We pick up an 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

Well, perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys

What a splendid idea This Christmas sounds fun

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

I don't know. Do you get it?

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 Christmasland

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

When he sets out to slay with his rain gear on

Can'ting 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

But they don't understand

That special kind of feeling in Christmasland

Oh, well.

Hmm.

Hmm.

There's got to be a logical way to explain this Christmas thing.

You've poisoned me for the last time, you wretched girl.

Oh, my head!

The door is open!

- Hello! - Jack Skellington!

- Up here, my boy. - Doctor, I need to borrow some equipment.

Is that so? Whatever for?

I'm conducting a series of experiments.

How perfectly marvelous!

- Curiosity killed the cat, you know. - I know.

Come on into the lab and we'll get you all fixed up.

Hmm. Experiments?

Zero, I'm home!

Interesting reaction! But what does it mean?

You can come out now if you promise to behave.

Sally?

Oh, gone again!

Hmm.

Oh!

Something's up with Jack Something's up with Jack

Don't know if we're ever going to get him back

He's all alone up there locked away inside

- Never says a word - Hope he hasn't died

Something's up with Jack Something's up with Jack

Christmastime is buzzing in my skull

Will it let me be I cannot tell

There's so many things I cannot grasp

When I think I've got it and then at last

Through my bony fingers it does slip

Like a snowflake in a fiery grip

Something here I'm not quite getting Though I try I keep forgetting

Like a memory long since past

Here in an instant Gone in a flash

What does it mean What does it mean

In these little bric-a-brac A secret's waiting to be cracked

These dolls and toys confuse me so Confound it all, I love it though

Simple objects, nothing more But something's hidden through a door

Though I do not have the key Something's here I cannot see

What does it mean What does it mean

What does it mean

Hmm. Hmm.

I've read these Christmas books so many times

I know the stories and I know the rhymes

I know the Christmas carols all by heart

My skull's so full it's tearing me apart

As often as I've read them Something's wrong

It's so hard to put my bony finger on

Or perhaps it's really not as deep as I've been led to think

Am I trying much too hard

Of course I've been too close to see

The answer's right in front of me Right in front of me

It's 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

You know I think this Christmas thing is not as tricky as it seems

And why should they have all the fun It should belong to anyone

Not anyone in fact, but me Why I can make a Christmas tree

And there's no reason I can find I couldn't handle Christmastime

I bet I could improve it too And that's exactly what I'll do

Eureka!

This year, Christmas will be ours!

Patience, everyone. Jack has a special job for each of you.

Dr. Beetlestein.

Your Christmas assignment is ready.

Dr. Beetlestein, to the front of the line.

What kind of noise is that for a baby to make?

- Perhaps it can be improved? - No problem!

I knew it!

Doctor, thank you for coming.

We need some of these.

Hmm.

Their construction should be exceedingly simple, I think.

How horrible our Christmas will be.

No! How jolly!

Oh. How jolly our Christmas will be.

- What are you doing here? - Jack sent for us.

- Specifically. - By name.

- Lock. - Shock. - Barrel.

Jack, Jack, it's Boogie's boys.

Ah, Halloween's finest trick-or-treaters.

The job I have for you is top secret.

It requires craft, cunning, mischief.

And we thought you didn't like us, Jack.

Absolutely no one is to know about it. Not a soul!

Now.

Tree.

Christmas Town.

Ow! Hmm.

And one more thing.

Leave that no-account Oogie Boogie out of this!

Whatever you say, Jack.

- Of course, Jack. - Wouldn't dream of it, Jack.

Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws

- I wanna do it - Let's draw straws - Jack said we should work together

- Three of a kind - Birds of a feather - Now and forever

La, la, la, la, la, la 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 90 years Then see if he talks

And 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 Whee

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 to smithereens

We may lose some pieces and then 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

We're his little henchmen and we take ourjob 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 90 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

Sandy Claws, huh?

It goes something like this.

How about it? Think you can manage?

A- one, and a-two, and a-three, and a...

- Next! - Fantastic!

Now, why don't you all practice on that, and we'll be in great shape.

Sally, I need your help more than anyone's.

You certainly do, Jack. I had the most terrible vision.

- That's splendid! - No! It was about your Christmas.

- There was smoke and fire. - That's not my Christmas.

My Christmas is filled with laughter and joy.

And this: My Sandy Claws outfit. I want you to make it.

Jack, please listen to me. It's going to be a disaster.

How could it be? Just follow the pattern.

This part's red. The trim is white.

- It's a mistake, Jack. - Now, don't be modest.

Who else is clever enough to make my Sandy Claws outfit?

- Next! - I have...

- Oh. - Every confidence in you.

But it seems wrong to me. Very wrong.

This device is called a nutcracker.

Jack! Jack! We caught 'im! We got 'im!

Perfect! Open it up. Quickly!

That's not Sandy Claws!

- It isn't? - Who is it?

- Bunny! - Eek! Ooh.

Not Sandy Claws! Take him back!

- We followed your instructions. - We went through the door.

Which door? There's more than one.

Sandy Claws is behind the door shaped like this.

I told you!

- You knock it off! - Get... Ow! Ow!

I'm very sorry for the inconvenience, sir.

Take him home first! And apologize again.

Be careful with Sandy Claws when you fetch him.

- Treat him nicely. - Got it.

We'll get it right next time.

You will be a decided improvement...

over that treacherous Sally.

Master. The plans.

Excellent, Igor.

- What? - What's goin' on?

This time

This time

Making Christmas

Making Christmas

Making Christmas Making Christmas is so fine

It's ours this time And won't the children be surprised

It's ours this time

- Making Christmas - Making Christmas - Making Christmas

Time to give them something fun

They'll talk about for years to come

- Let's have a cheer from everyone - It's time to party

Making Christmas Making Christmas

Snakes and mice 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 Christmastime

Here comes Jack.

I don't believe what's happening to me

My hopes, my dreams

My fantasies

Won't they be impressed I am a genius

See how I transform this old rat

Into a most delightful hat

- Hmm. - My compliments from me to you on this your most intriguing hat

- Consider though this substitute A bat in 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 for much too long Try something fresher Something pleasant

Try again Don't give up

All together that and this

With all our tricks we're making Christmastime

- This time, this time - It's ours

Making Christmas Making Christmas

La, la, la It's almost here and we can't wait

So ring the bells and celebrate

'Cause when the full moon starts to climb, we'll all sing out

It's Christmastime

Kathleen, Bobby, Susie. Yes, Susie's been nice.

Nice, nice, naughty, nice, nice, nice...

There are hardly any naughty children this year.

Now, who could that be?

- Trick or treat! - Huh?

Ya!

You don't look like yourself, Jack, not at all.

Isn't that wonderful? It couldn't be more wonderful!

But you're the Pumpkin King!

Not anymore. And I feel so much better now!

Jack, I know you think something's missing, but...

- Ow! - Sorry.

You're right. Something is missing, but what?

I've got the beard, the coat, the boots, the belt...

- Jack, Jack, this time we bagged him. - This time we really did!

- He sure is big, Jack! - And heavy!

Let me out!

Sandy Claws in person! What a pleasure to meet you!

Wh... Why, you have hands!

- You don't have claws at all! - Wha...

Where am I?

Surprised, aren't you? I knew you would be.

You don't need to have another worry about Christmas this year.

- Wha... Well, wha... Wha... - Consider this a vacation, Sandy, a reward.

- It's your turn to take it easy. - B-But there must be some mistake!

See that he's comfortable. Just a second, fellas. Of course!

- That's what I'm missing! - B-B-but...

- Thanks. - Y-You just can't...

Hold on. Where are we going now?

Ho, ho, ho! No.

- This is worse than I thought. - Ho, ho, ho. - Much worse.

- Ho, ho, ho! - I know.

Me, on vacation? On Christmas Eve?

- Where are we taking him? - Where?

To Oogie Boogie, of course.

There isn't anywhere in the whole world more comfortable than that.

- And Jack said to make him comfortable, didn't he? - Yes, he did.

Haven't you heard of peace on earth and goodwill toward men?

No!

Ah! This'll stop Jack.

What a joy to think of all we'll have in common.

We'll have conversations won'th having!

Don't do this!

Naughty children never get any presents!

- I think he might be too big! - Ooh!

No, he's not. If he can go down a chimney...

he can fit down here.

Well, well, well! What have we here?

Sandy Claws, huh? Oooh, I'm really scared!

So you're the one everybody's talkin' about.

You'rejokin' You'rejokin'

I can't believe my eyes

You'rejokin'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 laughin' first

Mr. Oogie Boogie says there's trouble close at hand

You better pay attention now 'cause I'm the boogie man

And if you aren't shakin' there's somethin' very wrong

'Cause this may be the last time you hear the boogie song

- Whoa-oh - Whoa-oh

- I'm the Oogie Boogie man - He's 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

Ah, you'rejokin' You'rejokin'

I can't believe my ears

Would someone shut this fella up I'm drownin' in my tears

It's funny I'm laughin'

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.

Whoa

The sound of rolling 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 with lives on the line

Not mine, of course But yours, old boy

Now that'd bejust fine

Release me fast or you will have to answer for this heinous act

Oh, brother, you're somethin' 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 goin'nowhere

Whoa! It's Jack!

Think of us as you soar triumphantly through the sky...

outshining every star...

your silhouette a dark blot on the moon.

You, who are our pride.

You, who are our glory.

- You, who have frightened millions into an early grave. - Ow!

You, who have, uh...

devastated the, the souls of the living?

Oh, no! We can't take off in this.

- The reindeer can't see an inch in front of their noses. - Whew!

This fog's as thick as, as...

- Jellied brains. - Or thicker!

There go all of my hopes...

my precious plans, my glorious dreams.

There goes Christmas.

No, Zero. Down, boy.

My, what a brilliant nose you have!

The better to light my way!

To the head of the team, Zero!

We're off!

Wait, Jack! No!

Ho-ho-ho! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ho!

Good-bye, Jack.

My dearest Jack.

Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong.

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

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!

Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!

Santa!

Santa?

Merry Christmas! And what is your name?

- Uh, uh, uh, uh... - That's all right.

I have a special present for you anyway. There you go, sonny.

Ho-ho-ho-ho! Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!

And what did Santa bring you, honey?

Merry Christmas!

Hello. Police.

Attacked by Christmas toys? That's strange. That's the second toy complaint we've had.

Oh! Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Oh! Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Huh?

Oh, wait!

Whoa! Help! Help!

You're welcome, one and all!

Where'd you spot him? Fast as we can, ma'am.

Police. I know. I know. A skeleton. Keep calm.

Turn off all the lights. Make sure the doors are locked. Hello. Police.

Reports are pouring in from all over the globe...

that an impostor is shamelessly impersonating Santa Claus...

mocking and mangling this joyous holiday.

Authorities assure us that at this moment...

military units are mobilizing to stop the perpetrator of this heinous crime.

- Jack! Someone has to help Jack. - Wherever you are...

- Where'd they take that Sandy Claws? - Come back and save Christmas.

Look, Zero, searchlights!

They're celebrating!

They're thanking us for doing such a good job.

Whoa! Careful down there. You almost hit us!

It's okay, Zero. Head higher.

Are you a gamblin' man, Sandy?

Let's play. Hmm?

My, my! What have we here?

I'll get you out of here.

Ah. Lovely.

Tickle, tickle, tickle. Uh, tickle, tickle, tickle.

Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle.

What? You try to make a dupe out of me!

Oh!

Who's next on my list?

Ah, little Harry and Jordan. Won't they be surprised?

They're trying to hit us. Zero!

Merry Christmas to all...

and to all a good night!

I knew this Christmas thing was a bad idea.

I felt it in my gut.

Terrible news, folks.

The worst tragedy of our times.

Jack has been blown to smithereens!

Terrible, terrible news!

Attention. Attention, citizens.

Terrible news. There's still no sign of Santa Claus.

Although the impostor has been shot down...

it looks like Christmas will have to be cancelled this year.

I repeat, the impostor has been shot down...

but there's still no sign yet of Santa.

What have I done

How could I

Be so blind

All is lost

Where was I

Spoiled all

Everything's

Gone all wrong

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 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 Pumpkin King Ha-ha-ha-ha

And I just can't wait until next Halloween

'Cause I've got some new ideas that will really make them 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! Hmm.

You wait till Jack hears about this!

By the time he's through with you, you'll be lucky if you...

The King of Halloween...

has been blown to smithereens.

Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust.

Come on, Zero. Christmas isn't over yet.

What's that you said about luck, rag doll?

Help! Help! Help!

Shh.

Looks like it's Oogie's turn to boogie now.

- Help! - One, two, three...

four, five, six, seven.

Help!

Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.

Oh, I'm feeling weak with hunger!

One more roll of the dice oughta do it.

What? Snake eyes?

Eleven!

Looks like I won the jackpot!

Bye-bye, doll face and sandman.

What the...

- Hello, Oogie. - J-J-J-Jack!

But they said you were dead. You must be double dead!

Oh!

Well, come on, bone man!

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo! Ha!

Fire!

Hmm. Ooh-ooh-ooh!

Jack, look out!

So long, Jack.

How dare you treat my friends so shamefully!

Now look what you've done!

My bugs! My bugs!

My bugs! My bugs! My bugs!

My bugs! My bugs!

Forgive me, Mr. Claws.

I'm afraid I've made a terrible mess of your holiday.

Bumpy sleigh ride, Jack?

The next time you get the urge to take over someone else's holiday, I'd listen to her.

She's the only one who makes any sense around this insane asylum.

- Skeletons! Boogie men! Ooh. - I hope there's still time.

To fix Christmas? Of course there is!

I'm Santa Claus.

He'll fix things, Jack. He knows what to do.

How did you get down here, Sally?

Oh, I-I was trying to... Well, I wanted to, to...

- To help me. - I couldn't let you just...

Sally, I can't believe I never realized that you...

- Jack! Jack! - Here he is! - Alive!

- Just like we said! - Grab ahold, my boy!

Whoa!

Good news, folks. Santa Claus, the one and only, has finally been spotted.

Old Saint Nick appears to be traveling at supersonic speed.

He's setting things right, bringing joy and cheer wherever he goes.

Yes, folks, Kriss Kringle has pulled it out of the bag...

and delivered Christmas to excited children all over the world.

La, la, la, la La-la-la-la

- Jack! - Jack's back!

- Jack? - Jack's okay! - He's all right! - It's Jack!

Jack's okay And he's back

Oh, yea He's all right

Let's shout, make a fuss Scream it out, whee

Jack is back now Everyone sing

In the town of Halloween

- It's great to be home! - Ho-ho-ho-ho!

Happy Halloween!

Merry Christmas!

- What's this - What's this - I haven't got a clue

- What's this - Why, it's completely new

What's this Must be a Christmas thing

- What's this - It's really very strange

This is Halloween Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

What's this What's this

Careful, my precious jewel.

My dearest friend if you don't mind

I'd like to join you by your side

Where we can gaze into the stars

And sit together

Now and forever

For it is plain

As anyone can see

We're simply meant to be