MEDIA

from the albumA Working Title T – Special Edition by Shueh-li Ong
Thriller (cover)

I fancied working on this song for two reasons; the theremin could play a fun part, and what better way to celebrate the 25th anniversary of MJ’s album than to have Thriller alum (album/tour), Christopher Currell on board!
I stayed close to the original in arrangement because it is such a great and iconic song! But I did go in there with my own treatment of R&B, dance and goth-rock!

Lyrics

It’s close to midnight, 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 your eyes,
You’re paralysed.

 
Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one’s gonna save you from the beast about to strike
You know its 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
But all the while, you hear a creature creepin 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
Thriller, thriller night,
You’re fighting for your life, inside a killer, thriller, tonight.

 
Night creatures calling, 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 that 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 ghost would ever dare try
Thriller, thriller night, So let me hold you tight and share a
Killer, thriller, tonight.
Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawling in search of blood, to terrorize yours neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found, without the soul for "getting down"
Must stand and face the hounds of hell, and rot inside a corpses 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.