The music video begins with a large number of paparazzi taking photographs of Jackson. The plot then centers around two locations: a temple where Jackson appears in an affectionate semi-naked scene with his then wife Lisa Marie Presley and a theater where Jackson performs the song to an empty hall. Jackson also appears alone in other locations such as deserts and mountain tops. It is the first high profile video where Jackson’s hair is cut relatively short.

Another day has gone
I’m still all alone
How could this be
You’re not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

You are not alone
I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
You are not alone

All alone
Why, oh

Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
So forever can begin

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Then something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
And you are not alone

Whisper three words and I’ll come runnin’
And girl you know that I’ll be there
I’ll be there

You are not alone
I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay
You are not alone
I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

For you are not alone

Magical child once felt a twinge

A faint recollection, a memory unhinged

In the colors, the forms, the hue

There seemed a mystery with a subtle clue

Behind the wind, the storm, the gale

Within the shroud, beyond the veil

Hidden from view in a wondrous pattern

There seemed a force that he could not fathom

Its music and cadence were playful and sweet

He danced in bliss to its throbbing beat

He did not mind either cold or heat

On the mountain high was his royal seat

Strangers came and scorned his joy

With ridicule and banter they tried to destroy

What in their minds was a skillful play

With cruel darts they tried to plunder

To suffocate and strangle his innocent wonder

Fighting hard, despite their blunder

Again and again to steal his thunder

Despite their attacks, they could not break

With all their barbs they could not take

God’s gift of love, which they could not fake

Not knowing his strength or what he sought to seek

They complained aloud and called him a freak

But the mysterious force just kept its hold

Magical child grew brave and bold

Diving deep into his soul

In exquisite ecstasy he discovered his role

In his Self was infinite scope

This mysterious force was mankind’s hope

Piercing through that mask of Being

In that silence beyond all seeing

Was a field with a different story

A field of power, of awesome glory

With other children, if unfurled

Its tidal wave would change the world

Magical child was ready to bow

Sow the seed, pick up the plough

With effortless ease, without a sigh

Without a tear, without a cry

With silent perfection

Under God’s direction

To sing together as one race

Stem the tide, transform this place

Magical children, don’t worry how

Don’t delay, this moment’s now.

Once there was a child and he was free

Deep inside he felt the laughter

The mirth and play of nature’s glee

He was not troubled by thoughts of hereafter

Beauty, love was all he?d see

He knew his power was the power of God

He was so sure, they considered him odd

This power of innocence, of compassion, of light

Threatened the priests and created a fright

In endless ways they sought to dismantle

This mysterious force which they could not handle

In endless ways they tried to destroy

His simple trust, his boundless joy

His invincible armor was a shield of bliss

Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss

The child remained in a state of grace

He wasn’t confined in time or place

In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played

While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed

Soothsayers came and fortunes were told

Some were vehement, others were bold

In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature

With the rest of the world he shared no feature

Is he real? He is so strange

His unpredictable nature knows no range

He puzzles us so, is he straight?

What’s his destiny? What’s his fate?

And while they whispered and conspired

Through endless rumors to get him tired

To kill his wonder, trample him near

Burn his courage, fuel his fear

The child remained just simple, sincere

All he wanted was the mountain high

Color the clouds, paint the sky

Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly

In nature’s scheme, never to die

Don’t stop this child, he’s the father of man

Don’t cross his way, he’s part of the plan

I am that child, but so are you

You?ve just forgotten, just lost the clue

Inside your heart sits a Seer

Between his thoughts, he can hear

A melody simple but wondrously clear

The music of life, so precious, so dear

If you could for one moment know

This spark of creation, this exquisite glow

You would come and dance with me

Kindle this fire so we could see

All the children of the Earth

Weave their magic and give new birth

To a world of freedom with no pain

A world of joy, much more sane

Deep inside, you know it’s true

Just find that child, it’s hiding in you.

“Billie Jean” was written by Jackson and produced by Quincy Jones for the singer’s sixth solo album, Thriller (1982). Originally disliked by Jones, the track was almost removed from the album after he and Jackson had a disagreement. The song’s lyrics refer to a real-life experience, in which a mentally insane female fan claimed that Jackson fathered one of her twins. The song is well known for its distinctive bass line and Jackson’s vocal hiccups. The song was mixed 91 times by Bruce Swedien before it was finalized.

Following the successful chart performances of Thriller and “The Girl Is Mine”, “Billie Jean” was released on January 2, 1983, as the album’s second single. “Billie Jean” was a worldwide commercial and critical success; it became one of the best-selling singles of 1983, and topped both the US and UK charts simultaneously. Considered one of the most revolutionary songs in history,[1] “Billie Jean” was certified platinum in 1989.

Honoured numerous times—including two Grammy Awards, one American Music Award and an induction into the Music Video Producers Hall of Fame—the song and corresponding music video propelled Thriller into the best-selling album of all time. The song was promoted with a short film that broke down MTV’s racial barrier as the first video by a black artist to be aired by the channel,[2] and an Emmy-nominated performance on Motown 25: Yesterday, Today, Forever, in which Jackson premiered “the moonwalk.” The song was also promoted through Jackson’s Pepsi commercials; during the filming of one commercial, Jackson’s scalp was severely burned. Covered and sampled by modern artists, including Chris Cornell, “Billie Jean” sealed Jackson’s status as an international pop icon.

Lyrics

1st verse

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene

I said dont mind, but what do you mean I am the one

Who will dance on the floor in the round

She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round

2nd verse

She told me her name was billie jean, as she caused a scene

Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one

Who will dance on the floor in the round

Bridge

People always told me be careful of what you do

And dont go around breaking young girls hearts

And mother always told me be careful of who you love

And be careful of what you do cause the lie becomes the truth

Chorus

Billie jean is not my lover

Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one

But the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

3rd verse

For forty days and forty nights

The law was on her side

But who can stand when shes in demand

Her schemes and plans

cause we danced on the floor in the round

So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice

(do think twice)

4th verse

She told my baby,we where dancing still 3:00

Then she looked at me, she show me a photo

My baby cried, cause his eyes where like mine

Bridge

People always told me be careful of what you do

And dont go around breaking young girls hearts

She came and stood right by me

Then the smell of sweet perfume

This happened much too soon

She called me to her room

Chorus

Billie jean is not my lover

Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one

But the kid is not my son

Billie jean is not my lover

Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one

But the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

Billie jean is not my lover

Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one

But the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, she says he is my son

She says I am the one

Billie jean is not my lover

Billie jean is not my lover

Billie jean is not my lover

Billie jean is not my lover

Billie jean is not my lover

Billie jean is not my lover

Living with Michael Jackson is a Granada Television documentary, in which British journalist Martin Bashir interviewed Michael Jackson over a span of 8 months, from May 2002 to January 2003. It was shown first in the UK on ITV (as a Tonight special) on 3 February 2003 and in the US three days later on ABC, introduced by Barbara Walters.

Martin Bashir put the proposal to Jackson as a way to show the world the truth about him and “make nothing off limits.” Jackson’s decision to make the documentary was made on a suggestion by his close friend Uri Geller. It later emerged that Geller had turned down another ‘bid’ for the interview by journalist Louis Theroux. The interview was very unusual, as it had been extremely rare for Jackson to allow such access to his personal life, or to talk so freely about his traumatic childhood. Nevertheless, he did show some reserve when asked to discuss other personal issues, such as the plastic surgery he had allegedly had. The documentary contained much commentary of Mr. Bashir which was very critical of Jackson.

As He Came Into The Window
It Was The Sound Of A Crescendo
He Came Into Her Apartment
He Left The Bloodstains On The Carpet
She Ran Underneath The Table
He Could See She Was Unable
So She Ran Into The Bedroom
She Was Struck Down, It Was Her Doom

Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK
Are You OK, Annie
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK
Are You OK, Annie
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK, Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You Ok, Are You Ok, Annie?

(Annie Are You OK?)
(Will You Tell Us That You’re OK?)
(There’s A Sign In The Window)
(That He Struck You – A Crescendo Annie)
(He Came Into Your Apartment)
(He Left The Bloodstains On The Carpet)
(Then You Ran Into The Bedroom)
(You Were Struck Down)
(It Was Your Doom)

Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
You’ve Been Hit By
You’ve Been Hit By -v A Smooth Criminal

So They Came Into The Outway
It Was Sunday – What A Black Day
Mouth To Mouth Resus – Citation
Sounding Heartbeats – Intimidations

Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK?
Are You OK Annie?
Annie Are You OK?
So, Annie Are You OK
Are You OK Annie?

(Annie Are You OK?)
(Will You Tell Us That You’re OK?)
(There’s A Sign In The Window)
(That He Struck You – A Crescendo Annie)
(He Came Into Your Apartment)
(He Left The Bloodstains On The Carpet)
(Then You Ran Into The Bedroom)
(You Were Struck Down)
(It Was Your Doom)

(Annie Are You OK?)
(So, Annie Are You OK?)
(Are You OK Annie?)
(You’ve Been Hit By)
(You’ve Been Struck By -
A Smooth Criminal)

Okay, I Want Everybody To Clear The Area Right Now!

Aaow!
(Annie Are You OK?)
I Don’t Know!
(Will You Tell Us, That You’re OK?)
I Don’t Know!
(There’s A Sign In The Window)
I Don’t Know!
(That He Struck You – A Crescendo Annie)
I Don’t Know!
(He Came Into Your Apartment)
I Don’t Know!
(Left Bloodstains On The Carpet)
I Don’t Know Why Baby!
(Then You Ran Into The Bedroom)
I Don’t Know!
(You Were Struck Down)
(It Was Your Doom – Annie!)
(Annie Are You OK?)
Dad Gone It – Baby!
(Will You Tell Us, That You’re OK?)
Dad Gone It – Baby!
(There’s A Sign In The Window)
Dad Gone It – Baby!
(That He Struck You – A Crescendo Annie)
Hoo! Hoo!
(He Came Into Your Apartment)
Dad Gone It!
(Left Bloodstains On The Carpet)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
(Then You Ran Into The Bedroom)
Dad Gone It!
(You Were Struck Down)
(It Was Your Doom-Annie!)
Aaow!!!