Michael Jackson – Thriller Songtext (Offizielle Lyrics)
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Michael Jackson – Thriller Lyrics
Verse 1
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.
Chorus
'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 your life inside a killer, thriller tonight.
Verse 2
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 the creature creepin' up behind.
You're out of time.
Chorus
'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.
Bridge
Night creatures call.
The dead start to walk in their masquerade.
There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time (They're wide open).
This is the end of life.
Verse 3
They're coming to get you, there are demons closing in from 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 terrors on the screen.
I'll make you see...
Chorus (Modified)
That this is Thriller, Thriller night.
'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost 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 (Spoken Word by Vincent Price)
Darkness falls across the land.
The midnight hour is close at hand.
Creatures crawl in search 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.
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.
(Mechanical Laughter)