Thriller

Jay-Z: Yeah - what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said, couldn’t make it
To the fans that held us down til everybody came around
came around, came around, came around...
Welcome - it’s here!

That summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story ‘Now In Stores’

Make us poster boys for your scene
But we are not making an acceptance speech
I found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes
Every dot com’s refreshing for a journal update

[Chorus]
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch, all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch, all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five

I can take your problems away with a nod and a wave
Of my hand - ‘cause that’s just the kind of boy that I am

The only thing I haven’t done yet is die
And it’s me and my plus one at the afterlife
Crowds are won and lost and won again
But all our hearts beat for the diehards…

So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch, all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch, all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five

Long live the car-crash hearts…
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts…
(Long live the car-crash hearts)

Long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch, all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five

Jay-Z: Hm-hm! Woo!

[Music]

Jay-Z: Young F-O-B!
Let’s go!