文本歌词

Thriller - 80s Greatest Hits/80's Pop Band/The 80's Band
It's close to midnight
Something evil's lurkin' 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 at night
And no one's gonna save you
From the beast about to strike
You know it's thriller
Thriller at night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller tonight
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 a creature creepin' up behind
You're outta time
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller at night
There ain't no second chance
Against the thing with the forty eyes girl
Thriller
Thriller at night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller tonight
Night creatures callin'
The dead start to walk
In their masquerade
There's no escaping the jaws of
The alien this time
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
That 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
That this is thriller
Thriller at night
'Cause I can thrill you more
Than any ghoul would ever dare try
So let me hold you tight
And share a
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller at night
Girl I can thrill you more
Than any ghoul would ever dare try
So let me hold you tight
'Cause this is thriller
Thriller at night
Girl I can thrill you more
Than any ghoul would ever dare try
(Thriller)
(Thriller at night)
So let me hold you tight
And share a
(Killer thriller)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y'alls 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