Thriller - Michael Jackson

 Thriller of Michael Jackson

 Thriller of 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 life inside a killer, thriller tonight 

You hear a 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 to survive inside a killer, thriller tonight 

Night creatures call 

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 who 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: 

Darkness falls across the land 

The midnight 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 

(mechanical laughter) 

 Thriller of Michael Jackson