Thriller es la canción que canta el Equipo M.O.M en Halloween


Mateo:It's Close To Midnight And Something Evil's Lurking In The Dark

Oscar:Under The Moonlight You See A Sight That Almost Stops Your Heart

Max:You Try To Scream But Terror Takes The Sound Before You Make It

Mateo:You Start To Freeze As Horror Looks You Right Between The Eyes,

Los 3:You're Paralyzed!

Mateo: 'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night

Oscar: And No One's Gonna Save You From The Beast About Strike

Max:You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night

Los 3:You're Fighting For Your Life Inside A Killer, Thriller Tonight

Mateo: You Hear The Door Slam And Realize There's Nowhere Left To Run

Oscar: You Feel The Cold Hand And Wonder If You'll Ever See The Sun

Max: You Close Your Eyes And Hope That This Is Just Imagination

Oscar: But All The While You Hear The Creature Creepin' Up Behind

Los 3: You're Out Of Time!

Los 3: 'Cause This Is Thriller, Thriller Night

Max: There Ain't No Second Chance Against The Thing With Forty Eyes, Guy

Los 3: Thriller, Thriller Night

Oscar: You're Fighting For Your Life Inside Of Killer, Thriller Tonight

Sergio: Night Creatures Call

And The Dead Start To Walk In Their Masquerade

There's No Escapin' The Jaws Of The Alien This Time

M.O.M: (They're Open Wide)

Sergio: This Is The End Of Your Life

Mateo: They're Out To Get You, There's Demons Closing In On Every Side

Oscar: They Will Possess You Unless You Change The Number On Your Dial

Max:Now Is The Time For You And I To Cuddle Close Together

Max:All Thru The Night I'll Save You From The Terror On The Screen,

Los 3:I'll Make You See!

Los 3: That This Is Thriller, Thriller Night

Mateo: 'Cause I Can Thrill You More Than Any Ghost Would Dare To Try

Oscar: This Is Thriller, Thriller Night

Max: So Let Me Hold You Tight And Share A Killer, Diller, Chiller

Los 3: Thriller Here Tonight (x2)

Oscar: (con voz terrorifica)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

Mateo: (con voz terrorifica) 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