No one's gonna save you from the beast with forty eyes.

And now, for no reason whatsoever, I give you the text of the full introduction to "Thriller," as originally read by the late Vincent Price:

Darkness creeps across the land,
the midnight hour is close at hand.
Creatures crawl in search of blood
to terrorize y'all's neighborhood.
And whomsoever 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 grizzly 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.
(Cue diabolical laughter)