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ThrillerMichael JacksonIt's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the darkUnder the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heartYou try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make itYou start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyesYou're paralyzed'Cause this is thriller thriller nightAnd no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strikeYou know it's thriller thriller nightYou're fighting for your life inside a killer thriller tonightYou hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to runYou feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sunYou close your eyes and hope that this is just imaginationBut all the while you hear the creature creepin' up behindYou're out of time'Cause this is thriller thriller nightThere ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyesYou know it's thriller thriller nightYou're fighting for your life inside a killer thriller tonightNight creatures callAnd the dead start to walk in their masqueradeThere's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time（they're open wide）This is the end of your lifeThey're out to get you there's demons closing in on every sideThey will possess you unless you change the number on your dialNow is the time for you and I to cuddle close togetherAll thru the night I'll save you from the terrors on the screenI'll make you seeThat it's a thriller thriller night'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to tryGirl this is thriller thriller nightSo let me hold you tight and share a killer diller chillerThriller here tonightThat it's a thriller thriller night'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to tryGirl this is thriller thriller nightSo let me hold you tight and share a killer diller chiller（Rap performed by Vincent Price）Darkness falls across the landThe midnite hour is close at handCreatures crawl in search of bloodTo terrorize y'awl's neighborhoodAnd whosoever shall be foundWithout the soul for getting downMust stand and face the hounds of hellAnd rot inside a corpse's shellThe foulest stench is in the airThe funk of forty thousand yearsAnd grizzly ghouls from every tombAre closing in to seal your doomAnd though you fight to stay aliveYour body starts to shiverFor no mere mortal can resistThe evil of the thriller