Voice-Over Session from “Thriller” Lyrics

Hi, this is Michael Jackson
And this is Vincent Price inviting you to
"The Thriller":...

Darkness fall across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures clawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood

And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul fot getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rote inside a corpses shell

The demons squeal in sheer delight
It's you they spy, so plump, so right
For although the groove is hard to beat
It's still you stand with frozen feet
You try to run, you try to scream
But no more sun you'll ever see
For evil reached from the crypt
To crush you in it's icy grip

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.

¿Can you dig it?

(Maniac laughing)