Thriller - Michael Jackson, ukulele chords


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Published: 2021-10-26 15:14


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C#m7 F#7 F#m7 A7 G#7


Intro: C#m7

F#7           C#m7
Itʼs close to midnight
    C#m7
And something evilʼs, lurking in the dark.
F#7       C#m7
Under the moonlight
    C#m7
You see a sight, that almost stops your heart.
 
           F#7         C#m7
You try to scream, but terror takes the sound
           C#m7
Before you make it.
             F#7        C#m7
You start to freeze, as horror looks you right between
C#m7
The eyes; Youʼre para-lyzed.

Chorus:
                  C#m7
    ʼCos this is; Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
        F#7
    And no oneʼs gonna save you
             F#m7
    From the beast about to strike.
                   C#m7
    You know itʼs; Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
           F#7
    Youʼre fighting for your life
             F#m7              C#m7
    Inside a killer, Thriller, to-night.

F#7          C#m7
You hear the door slam
    C#m7
And realise thereʼs nowhere left to run.
F#7          C#m7
You feel the cold hand
    C#m7
And wonder if youʼll ever see the sun.
 
               F#7       C#m7
You close your eyes, and hope that this
              C#m7
Is just imagi-nation.
            F#7        C#m7
But all the while, you hear the creature creepinʼ up be-hind;
C#m7
Youʼre out of time.

Chorus:
                  C#m7
    ʼCos this is; Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
          F#7
    There ainʼt no second chance
                F#m7
    To kill the thing with forty eyes, girl.
    C#m7
    Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
           F#7
    Youʼre fighting for your life,
             F#m7              C#m7
    Inside a killer, Thriller, to-night.

Bridge:
    F#7
    Night creatures call
                                        A7
    and the dead start to walk in their masquerade.
    C#m7
    Thereʼs no escapinʼ
                                A7
    the jaws of the alien, this time;
     
                            G#7
    This is the end of your life.

F#7            C#m7
Theyʼre out to get you;
        C#m7
thereʼs demons closing in on every side.
F#7           C#m7
They will pos-sess you;
  C#m7
unless you change the number on your dial.
 
           F#7
Now is the time,
                              C#m7
for you and I to cuddle close to-gether.
                F#7
All through the night,
                                     C#m7
Iʼll save you from the terror on the screen;
 
Iʼll make you see..

Chorus:
                  C#m7
    That this is; Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
         F#7
    ʼCos I can thrill you more
             F#m7
    than any ghost would dare try.
    C#m7
    Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
       F#7
    So let me hold you tight,
                F#m7
    And share a killer, Diller, chiller,
                  C#m7
    Thriller here to-night.
     
     
                  C#m7
    That this is; Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
         F#7
    ʼCos I can thrill you more
             F#m7
    than any ghost would dare try.
    C#m7
    Thril-ler, Thril-ler Night;
       F#7
    So let me hold you tight,
                F#m7                 C#m7
    and share a killer, thriller, ow!

Bridge:
    C#m7
     ...Iʼm gonna thrill you tonight.

Outro:
    C#m7
    Darkness falls across the land,
    the midnight hour is close at hand.
    Creatures crawl in search of blood,
    to terrorise your neighbourhood.
    And whosoever shall be found,
    without the soul for getting down,
    Must stand and face the Hounds of Hell
    and rot inside a corpseʼs shell.
     
    C#m7
    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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