Song lyrics thread a-go-go, put em all here

[Kevin Hamilton]

Here lately we've been getting multiple threads of people posting random song lyrics for some strange reason. In an effort to clear out some of the clutter, yet those that feel the need to copy paste the Casey Casem Top 40, here 'tis, your official spot to do so.

Please keep it restricted to this, any individual threads poppin up are just gonna be locked/ deleted and 'stricken from the countdown' if you weeeeelll.

I appreciate it,
yer bestest pal, yeah you,
$lim.

[TARO(Johnny S.'s One Free Man)]

Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line

The Doors- Crystal Ship

[Virt McGirt]

Glass and the Ghost Children
Written by Billy Corgan

to the center of the earth
or anywhere god decides
full of fever pulling forth
we hear our call as all

and to the center of the earth
as if written in
and DNA is reaching out
to your frequency

i want to live
and don't want to die
i want to live
i want to try

all in prayer
prayer in all
all are scared
scared of all

black rooms are calling
to men in leather coats
white labs are cooking
up the silver ghost
the glass migrates under
her translucent skin
and all the spiders wonder
what we've got us in

all is you
you are all
all with you
you in all

i want to live
i don't want to die
i want to live
i want to try

Glass: so, it's all very obtuse
because it's all like, like, i don't know
so, like, i started thinking
that everything i operate on
is based on what i believe god was telling me to do
god could be my intuition or whatever
but i always assume
i always assume that the voice i hear is the voice of god
then i started thinking
what if i'm insane
so i'm operating on the premise
that i'm hearing the voice of god
or what i perceive to be god speaking to me
or through me
but maybe i'm completly in...
so all my...
demagoguery in my life about me thinking that my life has importance
my, my..
thinking that my life has importance
my, my, my thought of it
and the fact that i believe that i'm following my intuition
which in and of itself may be completely false
so then i started freaking out thinking...
of itself may be completely false
and again this creature that believes that he's acting upon
heavenly intuition, but meanwhile he's totally rampant
and i started thinking maybe this is the cause
of all the negativity against...
and i started thinking maybe this is the cause
of all the negativity against...
and i started thinking maybe this is the cause
of all the negativity against...

so beats the final coda
of our vinyl storm
one more cherry cola
to lift up her dead arms
a dream of soft focus sunsets
filters through the din
we are losing contact
as she dials it in
she can hear glass calling
or is it someone that looks like him
she eyes tv reflection
and nods a knowing look
she says it doesn't matter
she'd never liked her looks
i have seen a thousand fractures
i have seen everything
cause knowing is its own answer
love something in a book
there's not much left to ponder
not much left to cook
as she counted the spiders
as they crawled up inside her
as she counted the spiders
as they crawled up inside her
as she counted the spiders
as they crawled up inside her
as she counted the spiders
as they crawled up inside her
as she counted the spiders
as they crawled up inside her
as she counted the spiders, oh

[bagsley]

Billy the Mountain
Billy the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman
With his staning wife Ethel
A tree, a tree.

Billy was a Mountain
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
Billy was a Mountain
Billy was a Mountain
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
( Hey, hey, hey! )
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up or down
And whenever it did
He'd puff out some dust
And hack up a boulder, hack.
Hack up a boulder, hack, hack.
Hack up a boulder, hack, hack.
Hack up a boulder.

Now, one day, and I believe it was on Tuesday,
a man in checkered double-knit suit
drove up in large El Dorado Cadillac leased from Bob Spreene
( "Where the freeways meet in Downey!" )
and he laid a huge bulging envelope right at the corner of BILLY
THE MOUNTAIN, that was right where his foot was supposed to be.
Now BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, he couldn't believe it:
All those postcards he'd posed for, for all of those years,
and finally, now at last, his royalties!
"Royalties, royalties, royalties! The royalty check is in, honey!"
... Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was rich! Yes, and his eyeball caves,
they widened in amazement... and his jaw, which was a cliff, well
it ... it dropped thirty feet! A bunch of dust puffed out ...
rocks and boulders hacked up, hack! hack! ... crushing the Lincoln ...

I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hacked up a rock and
It totaled my car
Oh do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
( Dear Lord )
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
By two o'clock, when bars had already closed down, Billy had broken the
big news to Ethel, AHHHH, and with dust and boulders everywhere, Billy,
choked with exitement, announced: "Ethel, we're going on a vacation!"...
Yes, and they were going on a vacation, oh, and Ethel, Ethel, Ethel, like
any little woman, she of course was very excited ... she creaked a little
bit, and some old birds flew off of her. Billy told Ethel they were going
to... yes, they where going to New York! "Ethel, we're going to...
New York!
But first they were gonna stop in Las Vegas...

"It's off to Las Vegas to check out the lounges,
Pull a few handles and drink a few beers, oh Ethel,
Ethel, my darling, you know that I love you,
I'm glad we could have a vacation this year,
Oh neat-o, glad we could have a vacation this year."

They left that night, crunchin' across the Mojave Desert,
their voices echoing thru the canyons of your minds...
"Ethel, wanna get a cuppa cawfee? Howard Johnson's, ahhh
there's a Howard Johnson's! ... Wanna eat some clams? ...

The first noteworhty piece of real estate they destroyed was Edwards Air
Force Base. And to this very day, wing-nuts and data reduction clerks
alike speak in reverent whispers about that fateful night when Test Stand
Number One and the rocket sled itself got LUNCHED, I said LUNCHED,
by a famous mountain and his small wooden wife ...

"Word just in to the KTTV news service undeniably links this mountain and
his wife to drug abuse and payoffs as part of San Joaquin Valley smut ring.
However, we can assure parents in the Southern California area that a
recent narcotic crackdown in Torrence ... Hawthorne ... Lomita ...
Westchester ... Playa del Rey ... Santa Monica ... Tujunga ... Sunland
... San Fernando ... Pacoima ... Sylmar ... Newhall ... Canoga Park ...
Palmdale ... Glendale ... Irwindale ... Rolling Hills ... Granada Hills
... Shadow Hills ... Cheviot Hills ... will provide the secret evidence
the Palmdale Grand Jury has needed to seek a criminal indictement and
pave the way for stiffer legislation, increased federal aid, and avert
a crippling strike of bartenders and veterinarians throughout the inland
empire ..."

Within the week, Jerry Lewis had hosted a telethon ( La La La nice lady )
to raise funds for the injured, "injured", and homeless, "homeless"
in Glendale, as Billy had just levelled it.
And a few miles right outside of town Billy caused a
'Oh mine papa' in the earth's crust, right over the secret underground
dumps, right near the Jack In The Box on Glenoaks where they keep the pools
of old poison gas and obsolete germs bombs, just as a freak tornado cruised
through ... Yes, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon when little
Howard Kaplan was sitting on his porch ( "Toto...!") just playing
( "Come here, Toto ...!") and having a nice time with his little accordion,
("Toto...!") and this weird wind came up, direct from Glendale,
blowing those terrible germs in his direction ...
and all this caused by huge mountain
("Aunty Em") somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly,
sucking up two-thirds of it
for an ultimetly dispersal over vast stretches of ... WATTS!!!

Now, unless I misunderstood, it was right outside of Columbus, Ohio
when Billy received his notice to report for his induction physical. Now
lemme tell ya, Ethel said, now Ethel, Ethel said she wasn't gonna let him
go ... "I'm not gonna let you go, Billy" ... that's right, we now have
confirmed reports from an informed Orange County minister that Ethel is
still an active communist and it is this reporter's opinion that she also
practices covent WITCH-CRAFT ...

It was about this time that the telephone rang inside of the secret
briefcase belonging to one mortal man who might be able to stop all of
this senseless destruction and save America herself. And I'm sorry to
disappoint some of you, it was not Chief Redden. This one man was
Studebacher Hoch, fantastic new super hero of the current economic slump.
Now, some folks say he looked like Zubin Mehta
still others say "Bullcrap, honey, it was just another greasy guy
who happened to be born next to the frozen beef pies at Boney's Market...";
still others say Shaun
he's just a crazy Iatlian who drove a red car ..."
You see, nobody ever really knew for sure because Studebacher
was sooooo mysterious ....

He was so ( he was so, he was so) mysterious
He was so ( he was so, he was so) mysterious
'Cuz when a person gets to be such a hero, folks
And marvelouse beyond compute
You can never really tell about a guy like that
Whether he's really a nice person
Or if he just smiles a lot
Or if he has a son named Pinocchio or what.
Some men say he could fly
Some men say he could swim
Others say he could sing like Neil Sedaka,
And all the girls in Flushing would be amazed of him
Two, three amazed of him ... amazed ...

Time passed. January, February, March, July, Wednesdey, August, Irwindale,
two-thirty in the afternoon, Sunday, Monday, Funny Cars, Walnuts, City of
Industry, Big John Masamanian ...
So when the phone ring in the secret briefcase, a
strong masculine hand with a Dudley Do-Right wristwatch and flexy braclet
grabbed it and answered in a deep, calmly assured voice: "So... ah...
yeah, yeah hello already ... what? ... well, yeah? ... Ah-are you kidding?
... You're not kidding ... a mountain ... with a tree growing off of its
shoulder? Aw, you're fulla crap, man... ah listen, by the way, before you
go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the
front, yeah? Yeah, you should move some of those for me ... We're having
a lot of,...listen, so kiss little Jakee on the head... and how's your
wife's hemorrhoids?...ah, that's too bad...Listen...so you've got a
mountain, with a tree, listen, causing...well, let me write this down...
sorta take a few notes here...yeah? ...to El Segundo, huh?...causing
untold destruction...wanted for draft evasion?...
an expense account? ... and per diem, too?..."

SOME MEN SAY HE COULD DANCE
They said he could dance
And of course they were right ...

Ladies and gentelmen, this is it: The Studebacher Hoch
Dancing Lesson & Cosmic Prayer For Guidence, featuring Aynsley Dunbar!
... HIT IT! ...
TWIRLY, TWIRLY, TWIRLY, TWIRLY, TWIRLY, Fillmore ...
Hey, right hand from a heart
Left hand from a heart
Right hand from a heart
Left hand from a left shoulder
To the heart. Fillmore, Fillmore ...
Nobody can dance like Studebacher Hoch ...
So many rumors have spread about Studebacher Hoch ... consider this
rumor which was published about three weeks ago in ROLLING STONE
( oh, it's gotta be true! ) ... Studebacher Hoch can write the Lord's
Prayer on the head of a pin!" do-do-do do-do-doot doot do-do-do ...
... I'm so hip ... beef pies ... he was born next to the beef pies,
underneath Joni Mitchell's autographed picture, right beside Elliot
Robert's big bank book, next to the boat where Crosby flushed away all
his stash and the cops got him in the boat and drove away, to the can where
Neil Young slipped another disc ...


Boldly springing into action he phoned his wife who ran a modeling school,
whereupon he... yes, he ran around the back of the Broadway at Hollywood
Boulevard and Vine to see if he could find himself some big, large,
unused cardboard boxes .. after which he hit up the Ralph's
on Sunset for some Aunt Jemima syrup, some Kaiser boiler foil and pair
of sissors, yeah! .yes, and in the parking lot of Ralph's ...
where no prices are lower prices than Ralph's... in the parking lot of
Ralph's, in between a pair of customized trucks where nobody was looking,
he cut out some really, really, really nice wings and he covered them
thoroughly with foil ...

Then he took those wings and wedged one under each of his powerful
arms and sneaked into a telephone booth ..YES,YES!! And then he shut the
door! ... And he pulled down his blue denim policeman-type
trouser pants, and he spread even amounts of Aunt Jemima maple syrup all
over the inside of his legs! ... Soon the booth was filling with flies
He held open the legs of his boxer
shorts so they could all get in, and when each and every one of those
little flies had gone into his pants and they were lapping up
all that maple syrup, he bent over and he put his head between his legs and
he said in a very clear, impressive, Ron-Hubbard-type voice: "New York"...
And the booth and everything lifted up, out of parking lot, and into
the sky.

Studebacher Hoch
He's coating his legs
With Aunt Jemima syrup up and down
His shorts will be filled with flies
That will be buzzing all around
Studebacher Hoch is really outa sight
Studebacher Hoch, he does it every night
Studebacher Hoch, he treats the flies all right
Studebacher Hoch
That's why they never bite, hey!

Hey please to New York
Fly to New York

He could be a dog Or a frog Or a queen
(Fly to New York)
He could be a narc Or a lady marine Or he might play dirty
He's over thirty Getting old ... I don't know
His peculiar attire And the flies he requires
Keep leading him on 'Cuz Ethel is gone
They keep leading him on 'Cuz Ethel is gone
And the mountain she's on

And speaking of mountains - - we'll join Studebacher Hoch on the edge
of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth .. take it away! ...

"Ah ... ya, ya, ya, hey-ah, Billy, listen ... I've come to reason with you
... our great country needs you in the armed forces ... Your number came
up ... ya can't go on running like this forever ..."

Ah, but Ethel just shook her twigs angrily. But Studebacher Hoch, calm,
cool, collected and unperturbed, continued:

"Ya, well listen ... you better get down there for your physical or I'll see to it that you
get used for fill dirt in some impending New Jersey marsh reclamation ...
And your girlfiend there will wind up disguised as series of brooms,
primative ironing boards or a dog house ... get the picture?"

Ya, well Billy just laughed:

"Ha, ha, ha. If they think they're gonna draft me, they're crazy."

Unfortunately, because Studebacher Hoch was standing on the edge of
BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth when the giant mountain laughed ... Studebacher
Hoch lost his footing and fell screaming, two hundred feet into the
rubble below ...
Ah listen, that only goes to show you
And it'l show you once again that
A mountain is something you don't wanna f*** with

[THE Dinobot]

I just wanna post some lyrics due to Slim making this thread, so here are some words by Old 97's

I remember the Alamo, I don't recall who won
They had swords, they had horses, I hear we had mighty guns
Like the ones from Navarone last night on Channel 21
It's a long way back to El Paso.

It was early Monday morning in the Central Standard Zone
You were quiet like the TV, hung up like the telephone
You were sleeping next to me, I might as well have been
alone
It's a long way back to El Paso.

CHORUS
And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.
And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.
And if my heart was a car

You would have stripped it down and sold it off
To the greasy man in the salvage lot
As it is it's just a heart
No, no, it ain't worth nothin'.

I ain't talkin' bout tomorrow, I'm talkin' 'bout tonight
You told me you were drunk already, that don't make it
right
You want at me, well, have at it, 'cause I'm in the mood to
fight
And it's a long way back to El Paso.

And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.
And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.

And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.
And if my heart was a,
And if my heart was a,
And if my heart was a car,

And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.
And if my heart was a car, you would have stripped it a
long time ago.

[Klax]

What shall we do to fill the empty spaces?
Where waves of hunger roar
Shall we set out across the sea of faces?
In search of more and more applause
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on
Drop bombs
Do tours of the east
Contract diseases
Bury bones
Break up homes
Send flowers by phone
Take to drink
Go to shrinks
Give up meat
Rarely sleep
Keep people as pets
Train dogs
Race rats
Fill the attic with cash
Bury treasure
Store up leisure
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall

Pink Floyd - What Shall We Do Now (Better than your favorite song)

[Rube]

Hey baby you're a sweet young thing,
Still tied to Mommy's apron strings,
I don't even dare to ask your age,
It's enough to know you're here backstage,
You're Jailbait, and I just can't wait,
Jailbait baby come on

One look baby, all I need,
My decision made at lightning speed,
I don't even want to know your name,
It's enough to know you feel the same,
You're Jailbait, and I just can't wait,
Jailbait baby come on

Hey babe you know you look so fine,
Send shivers up and down my spine,
I don't care about our different ages,
I'm an open book with well thumbed pages,
You're Jailbait, and I just can't wait,
Jailbait baby come on

Motorhead - Jailbait

[-Lithium-]

And if you say your prayers
You will make God happy
And if you do what's true
You will make me happy
I'll keep you in a jar
And you will seem happy
I'll give you breathing holes
You will think you're happy, now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll bring you fine rewards
Then you will feel happy
I'll keep you in my room
I'm sure you'll be happy
And if you save your soul
You will think you're happy, now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

Sappy (Sad) by Nirvana...

[G✇JI☈A]

Time to spot the subtle drug reference

A great philosopher once wrote
Naughty, naughty, very naughty
Ha ha ha ha ha
There's a guy in the place
He's got a bittersweet face
And he goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode
His friends call him Eezer and he is the main geezer
And he'll vibe about the place like no other man could
He's refined, he's sublime, he makes you feel fine
Though very much maligned and misunderstood
But if you know Eezer he's a real crowd pleaser
He's ever so good, he's Ebeneezer Goode
You can see that he's mischievous, mysterious and devious
When he circulates amongst the people in the place
But once you know he's fun and something of a genius
He gives a grin that goes around from face to face to face
Backwards and then forwards, forwards and then backwards
Eezer is the geezer who loves to muscle in
That's about the time the crowd all shout the name of Eezer
As he's kotcheled in the corner, laughing by the bass bin

E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
He's Ebeneezer Goode

Has anybody got any veras
Lovely
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha

A great philosopher once wrote
Naughty, naughty, very naughty
Ha ha ha ha ha

Ebeneezer Goode, leading light of the scene
Know what I mean, see
He created the vibe
He takes you for a ride and as if by design
The party ignites like he's comin alive
He takes you to the top, shakes you all around
Then back down, you know as he gets mellow
Then as smooth as the groove that is making you move
He glides into your mind with a sunny Hello
A gentleman of leisure, he's there for your pleasure
But go easy on old Eezer he's the love you could lose
Extraordinary fellow, like Mr. Punchinello
He's the kind of geezer who must never be abused
When you're in town and Ebeneezer is around
You can sense a presence in the sound of the crowd
He gets them all at it, the party starts rocking
The people get excited it's time to shout loud

E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode

He's Ebeneezer Goode
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode

Got any salmon Sorted
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
Wicked
Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode
He's Ebeneezer Goode

He's Ebeneezer Goode
Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good
Wicked
E's are Good, E's are Good
He's Ebeneezer Goode
He's Ebeneezer Goode
He's Ebeneezer Goode
E's are Good, E's are Good

Ebeneezer Goode by Shamen. A big hit in 1992. Massive radio play despite the obvious reference to the drug ecstasy.

[drjayphd (feat. Pitbull)]

Put down that chain saw and listen to me.
It's time for us to join in the fight.
It's time to let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
It's time to let the bedbugs bite.
You better put all your eggs in one basket.
You better count your chickens before they hatch.
You better sell some wine before its time.
You better find yourself an itch to scratch.

You better squeeze all the Charmin you can,
When Mr. Whipple's not around.
Stick your head in the microwave, and get yourself a tan.

Talk with your mouth full.
Bite the hand that feeds you.
Bite off more than you can chew.
What can you do?
Dare to be stupid.

Take some wooden nickels.
Look for Mr. Goodbar.
Get your mojo working now.
I'll show you how.
You can dare to be stupid.

You can turn the other cheek.
You can just give up the ship.
You can eat a bunch of sushi, then forget to leave a tip.

Dare to be stupid.
Come on and dare to be stupid.
It's so easy to do. (Dare to be stupid.)
We're all waiting for you.
Let's go!

It's time to make a mountain out of a molehill,
So can I have a volunteer?
There's no more time for crying over spilled milk.
Now it's time for crying in your beer.
Settle down, raise a family, join the P.T.A.
Buy some sensible shoes and a Chevrolet.
Then party till you're broke, and they drag you away.
It's okay.
You can dare to be stupid.

It's like spitting on a fish.
It's like barking up a tree.
It's like I said, you gotta buy one if you wanna get one free.

Dare to be stupid.
Yes. Why don't you dare to be stupid.
It's so easy, so easy to do. (Dare to be stupid.)
We're all waiting for you. (Dare to be stupid.)

Burn your candle at both ends.
Look a gift horse in the mouth.
Mashed potatoes can be your friends.

You can be a coffee achiever.
You can sit around the house
And watch "Leave It To Beaver."
The future's up to you.
So what you gonna do?
Dare to be stupid.
Dare to be stupid.

What did I say? (Dare to be stupid.)
Tell me, what did I say? (Dare to be stupid.)
It's all right. (Dare to be stupid.)
We can be stupid all night! (Dare to be stupid.)
Come on, join the crowd! (Dare to be stupid.)
Shout it out loud! (Dare to be stupid.)
I can't hear you! (Dare to be stupid.)
Okay, I can hear you now. (Dare to be stupid.)

Dare to be stupid! (Dare to be stupid.)
Dare to be stupid! (Dare to be stupid.)
Dare to be stupid! (Dare to be stupid.)
Dare to be stupid! (Dare to be stupid.)

[EvilMasterBetty, Esq.]

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

It's Close To Midnight And 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 The Eyes,
You're Paralyzed

'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
And No One's Gonna Save You From The Beast About 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
But All The While You Hear The 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
You Know It's 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 Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time
(They're Open Wide)
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 Thru 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 Dare To Try
Girl, This Is Thriller, Thriller Night
So Let Me Hold You Tight And Share A Killer, Diller, Chiller
Thriller Here Tonight