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Am C D Am7
verse 1
D7 Am7
It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
D7 Am7
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
D7 Am7
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
D7 Am7
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
Fmaj7 Em
You're para-lyzed
Chorus 1
Am C D Am7
'Cause this is thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 Dm7
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike
Am C D Am7
You know it's thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 F7 D7 F/G Am7
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller to- night
Verse 2:
D7 Am7
You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run
D7 Am7
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun
D7 Am7
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagi-nation
D7 Am7
But all the while you hear the creature creepin' up be-hind
Fmaj7 Em
You're out of time
Chorus 2
Am C D Am7
'Cause this is thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 Dm7
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike
Am C D Am7
You know it's thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 F7 D7 F/G Am7 C
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller to- night
Bridge:
D7
Night creatures call
Fmaj9 G
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
Am7 C/G Em7-5
There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time
Fmaj7 E7sus4 E7
This is the end of your life
Verse 3:
D7 Am7
They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side
D7 Am7
They will possess you un-less you change the number on your dial
D7 Am7
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close to-gether
D7 Am7
All thru the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen,
Fmaj7 Em
I'll make you see
Chorus 3
Am C D Am7
That this is thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 Dm7
'cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Am C D Am7
Girl, this is thril-ler, thril-ler night
D7 F7 D7 F/G Am7 C
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
Rap:
(Ad-lib: Am F/A G/A D/A)
(Rap by Vincent Price)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y'awl's 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 grizzy 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
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