Halloween Prom Night (Couple #3)

"Darkness falls across the land The midnight hour is close at hand

Creatures crawl in search of blood To terrorize your 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 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"

• Michael Jackson/Vincent Price "Thriller" Rap