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{t's close To Midnight and Something Evil's Lurking in The Dark.
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It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
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Under The Moonlight, You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart.
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Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
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You Try To Scream, But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It.
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You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
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You Start To Freeze, As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,
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You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes
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You're Paralyzed
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You're paralyzed
  
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You Hear The Door Slam, And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run.
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'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
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You Feel The Cold Hold, And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun
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And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike
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You Close Your Eyes, And Hope That This Is Just Imagination, girl
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You know it's thriller, thriller night
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But All The While, You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up Behind
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You're fighting for life inside a killer, thriller tonight
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You're Out Of Time
 
  
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They're Out to Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side.
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You hear a door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run
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They Will Possess You, Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial.
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You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun
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Now Is the Time for You and I to Cuddle Close Together dear.
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You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
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All Thru The Night, I'll Save You From The Terror On The Screen,
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But all the while you hear the creature creepin' up behind
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I'll Make You See
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You're out of time
  
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Darkness Falls Across The Land, The Midnight Hour Is Close At Hand.
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'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
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Creatures Crawl In Search Of Blood To Terrorize Yours Neighborhood
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There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
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And Whosoever Shall Be Found Without The Soul For Getting Down
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You know it's thriller, thriller night
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Must Stand And Face The Hounds Of Hell, And Rot Inside A Corpse's Shell.
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You're fighting to survive inside a killer, thriller tonight
  
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The Foulest Stench Is In The Air The Funk Of Forty Thousand Years
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Night creatures call
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And Grizzly Ghouls From Every Tomb Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom
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The dead start to walk in their masquerade
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And Though You Fight To Stay Alive Your Body Starts To Shiver
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There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time (they're open wide)
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For No Mere Mortal Can Resist The Evil Of The Thriller
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This is the end of your life
  
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'Cause this Is Thriller, Thriller Night
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They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side
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and No-ones Gonna Save You from the Beast about Strike.
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They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial
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You Know its Thriller, Thiller Night
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Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together
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You're fighting for Your Life inside a Killer, Thriller.
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All thru the night I'll save you from the terrors on the screen
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I'll make you see
  
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Thriller, Thriller Night
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That it's a thriller, thriller night
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'Cause I can thrill you More Than Any Ghoul Could ever dare try. (Thriller, Thriller Night)
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'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost who would dare to try
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So Let Me Hold You Tight And Share A Killer Thriller Chiller,
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Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
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Thriller Here Tonight.
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So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
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Thriller here tonight
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Rap:(by Vincent Price
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Darkness falls across the land
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The midnight hour is close at hand
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Creatures crawl in search of blood
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To terrorize y'awl's neighborhood
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And whosoever shall be found
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Without the soul for getting down
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Must stand and face the hounds of hell
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And rot inside a corpse's shell
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The foulest stench is in the air
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The funk of forty thousand years
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And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
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Are closing in to seal your doom
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And though you fight to stay alive
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Your body starts to shiver
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For no mere mortal can resist
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The evil of the thriller
  
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'Cause this Is Thriller Thriller night
 
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girl I Can Thrill You More Than Any Ghoul Could ever dare try
 
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Any Ghoul could ever Dare Try
 
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(Thriller, Thriller Night) So Let Me Hold You Tight and Share a Killer Thriller.
 
  
 
There.
 
There.
 
I win.
 
I win.

Revision as of 02:18, December 23, 2008

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:(by Vincent Price 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


There. I win.