something evil's lurkin' from the dark
under moonlight
te see a sight that almost stops your heart
te try to scream
But terror takes the sound before te make it
te start to freeze
As terror looks te right between your eyes
You're paralyzed
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller night
And no one's gonna save you
From the beast about to strike
te know it's killer
Thriller night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller tonight, yeah
te hear the door slam
And realize there's nowhere left to run
te feel the cold hand
And wonder if you'll ever see the sun
te close your eyes
And hope that this is just imagination
Girl, but all the while
te hear a creature creepin' up behind
You're outta time
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller night
There ain't no secondo chance
to count the thing with the forty eyes, girl
(Thriller)
(Thriller night)
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller tonight
Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
There's no escaping 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 te change that number on your dial
Now is the time
For te and I to cuddle close together, yeah
All through the night
I'll save te from the terror on the screen
I'll make te see
That this is thriller
Thriller night
'Cause I can thrill te more
Than any ghoul would ever dare try
(Thriller)
(Thriller night)
So let me hold te tight
And share a
killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller night
Girl, I can thrill te more
Than any ghoul would ever dare try
(Thriller)
(Thriller night)
So let me hold te tight
And share a
(killer, thriller)
I'm gonna thrill te tonight
[Rap]
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight ora is close at hand
Creatures crawl in cerca of blood
To terrorize y'all'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
I'm gonna thrill te tonight
(Thriller, thriller)
I'm gonna thrill te tonight
(Thriller night, thriller)
I'm gonna thrill te tonight
Ooh, babe, I'm gonna thrill te tonight
Thriller night, babe
[Rap]
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to foca, guarnizione your doom
And though te fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
for no mere mortal can resist
the evil of the thriller
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A current claim from Michael Jackson’s Wikipedia entry: “In 1989, after his brothers recorded and released the smash hit album 2300 Jackson strada, via without him, Jackson felt the urge to return to a band setting. He briefly joined BOSTON: unfortunately contractual issues and his inability to adjust to BOSTON bandleader Tom Scholz’s personal quirks caused Jackson to leave the band after just a few months to return to a solo career. His success resulted in his being dubbed the ‘King of Pop,’ a nickname conceived da Scholz.” I am 99.999999% sure that none of this is true, but I swear to God it is there right now, and will probably be regurgitated as gospel truth da some well-meaning writer looking to pad their 2,457th Jackson-related story of recente weeks with something vaguely “different” within the next, oh, 24 hours o so. A screenshot after the jump!
In a shocking revelation that has shocked the shocked world of mostra business, already reeling from shock, it was revealed today that Michael Jackson is not dead after all.
A jubilant Michael Jackson returned to the world's stage to thank everyone for buying his albums and securing him every slot in the superiore, in alto 100.
He detto that he needed the money, and the best way to do it was to fake his own death so that he could sell shed loads of albums. This, he felt, was far più ethical than either to go into hiding and get his family to claim death insurance o to bankrupt a bank and live off a £700,000 pension for the remainder of his life.
To celebrate, he put on a special concerto at the arena in his NeverNeverLand home featuring a 3-hour set of some of his most famous songs.
Sadly, however, during one of his moonwalk routines, he backed into a stack of amplifiers at the corner of the stage that collapsed on him, killing him instantly.
A jubilant Michael Jackson returned to the world's stage to thank everyone for buying his albums and securing him every slot in the superiore, in alto 100.
He detto that he needed the money, and the best way to do it was to fake his own death so that he could sell shed loads of albums. This, he felt, was far più ethical than either to go into hiding and get his family to claim death insurance o to bankrupt a bank and live off a £700,000 pension for the remainder of his life.
To celebrate, he put on a special concerto at the arena in his NeverNeverLand home featuring a 3-hour set of some of his most famous songs.
Sadly, however, during one of his moonwalk routines, he backed into a stack of amplifiers at the corner of the stage that collapsed on him, killing him instantly.
Did I leave your mind when I was gone
It's not my thing trying to get back
But this time let me tell te where I'm at
te don't have to worry 'cause I'm coming
Back to where I should have always stayed
And now I've heard the maybe to your story
And it's enough Amore for me to stay
Can it be I stayed away too long
Did I leave your mind when I was gone
It's not my thing trying to get back
But this time let me tell te where I'm at
[Chorus:]
I wanna be where te are
Anywhere te are
I wanna be where te are
Everywhere te are
Please don't close door to our future
There's so many things we haven't tried
I could Amore te better than I use to
And give te all the Amore I have inside
[Chorus:]
I wanna be where te are
Anywhere te are
I wanna be where te are
Everywhere te are
