• Title:Thriller
  • Artist:Michael Jackson
  • Album:Thriller
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    Michael Jackson
    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
    You start to freeze 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
    There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
    Night creatures call
    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
    (Rap performed by Vincent Price)
    Darkness falls across the land
    The midnite hour is close at hand
    Creatures crawl in search of blood
    To terrorize y'awl's neighborhood
    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
    (Into maniacal laugh, in deep echo)
    Ma Jiali 1999/08/01