Thriller - Michael Jackson
Thriller
Thriller
Primeira Parte
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
Refrão 1
'Cos this is Thri_ller
Thriller Night
And no one's gonna save
You from the beast about to strike
You know it's; Thri_ller
Thriller night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller, tonight
Segunda Parte
You hear the door slam
And realise 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
Refrão 2
'Cos this is; Thri_ller, thriller night
There ain't no second chance
Yo kill the thing with forty eyes, girl
Thri_ller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller, tonight
Ponte 1
Night creatures call and the dead
Start to walk in their masquerade
There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien
This time
This is the end of your life
Terceira Parte
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 through the night
I'll save you from the terror on the screen
I'll make you see
Refrão 3
That this is, Thri_ller
Thriller Night
'Cos I can thrill you more
Than any ghost would dare try
Thri_ller, thriller Night
So let me hold you tight
And share a killer
Diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
That this is; Thri__ller
Thriller night
'Cos I can thrill you more than
Any ghost would dare try
Thri__ller, thriller Night
So let me hold you tight
And share a killer thriller, ow!
Final
I'm gonna thrill you tonight
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorise your 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
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