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Michael
Jackson - Thriller
It's close to
midnight
and something
evil's lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight
you see a sight
that almost stops your heart
You try to scream,
but terror takes
the sound before you make it
as horror looks you
right between the eyes
You're paralyzed
'Cause this is
thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna
save you
from the beast
about to strike
You know it's
thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for
your life
inside a… killer! thriller! tonight!
You hear the door
slam
and realize there's
nowhere left to run
You feel the cold
hand
and wonder if
you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
and hope that this
is just imagination
But all the while
you hear the
creature creepin' up behind
You're out of time
'Cause this is
thriller, thriller night
There ain't no
second chance
against the thing
with forty eyes
You know it's
thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for
your life
inside a… killer! thriller! tonight!
And the dead start
to walk in their masquerade
There's no escapin'
the jaws of the alien this time (they're open wide)
This is the end of
your life
They're out to get
you,
there's demons
closing in on every side
They will possess
you
unless you change
the number on your dial
Now is the time
for you and I to
cuddle close together
All thru the night
I'll save you from
the terrors on the screen,
I'll make you see
That it's a
thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill
you more
than any ghost
would dare to try
Girl, this is
thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you
tight
and share a… killer, diller,
chiller Thriller
here tonight
That it's a
thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill
you more
than any ghost
would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you
tight
and share a… killer, thriller, ow!
Darkness falls
across the land
The midnite hour is
close at hand
Creatures crawl in
search of blood
To terrorize
y'awl's neighbourhood
And whosoever shall
be found
Without the soul
for getting down
Must stand and face
the hounds of hell
And rot inside a
corpse's shell
The foulest stench
is in the air
The funk of forty
thousand years
And grizzly ghouls
from every tomb
Are closing in to
seal your doom
And though you
fight to stay alive
Your body starts to
shiver
For no mere mortal
can resist
The evil of the
thriller
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