ccclxxi. JACKSON, Michael (1958-2009)
80s Week
from: Thriller
"Due to my strong personal convictions
I wish to stress that this film in no
way endorses a belief in the occult"
Sure, Michael -- whatever you say ...
Delaying the chorus (bar 27) for that long was a brave choice ...
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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.
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