Thriller (Short Version)

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


You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,


You're Paralyzed



[Chorus]


'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night


And No One's Gonna Save You From The Beast About


Strike


You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night


You're Fighting For Your Life Inside A Killer, Thriller


Tonight



[2nd Verse]


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



[Chorus]


'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 Of Killer, Thriller Tonight



[Bridge]


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



[3rd Verse]


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 Terror On The Screen,


I'll Make You See



[Chorus]


That This Is 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 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 Grizzy 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]