Bet you didn’t see this one coming. It certainly made me go, “eh?” I can’t lie, I want to hear it!
Apparently, Michael Jackson recorded a bunch of show tunes inspired by the poetry of Robert Burns.
Yes, you read that right. The late King of Pop took on The Ploughman Poet. And…Crivens! Isn’t the resemblance between them uncanny? Or is that just me?
Wonder what Burns would have made of Michael Jackson’s Thriller? Now it’s got me thinking: remember the spoken word bit of Thriller intoned by Vincent Price (verses below)? I wonder what it would sound like in Burns’ Scottish accent?
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighborhood
And those whoever 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’s 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