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Tên bài hát: Thriller
Ca sĩ: Michael Jackson
Sáng tác: unknown
Album: Scream
Ngày ra mắt: 01/08/1983
Thể loại: Âu Mỹ, Pop, Electronic / Dance, R&B / Soul

Lời bài hát Thriller – Michael Jackson

Bài hát: Thriller
Ca sĩ: Michael Jackson

It’s close to midnight
Something evil’s lurking from 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 your 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 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
Girl but all the while
You hear a creature creeping 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 girl
Thriller
Thriller night
You’re fighting for your life
Inside of 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
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 through the night
I’ll save you
From the terror on the screen
I’ll make you see
That this is thriller
Thriller night
Cause I can thrill you more than
Any ghoul would ever dare try
Thriller
Thriller night
So let me hold you tight
And share a killer diller chiller
Thriller here tonight
That this is thriller
Thriller night
Cause I can thrill you more than
Any ghoul would ever dare try
Thriller
Thriller night
So let me hold you tight
And share a killer diller

Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighbourhood
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 grisly 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