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Albums:

The 13th Floor (Sirenia) · Up on the 13th Floor (The 13th Floor Elevators) · Sound Factory Live: 13th Anniversary Party (Hutchinson, Hutch) · From the 13th Sun (Candlemass) · Friday the 13th [Original 2009 Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 13th Anniversary Show, Live in the U.S.A. (The Residents) · Trip to the 13th (Bliss 66) · Olympia: May 13th, 1961 (Art Blakey) · 13th & Pine (The Nazz) · BBC in Concert (13th January 1982) (Classix Nouveaux) – and 90 other albums »


need to set the clock to alarm.

I like walking in my sleep 
But it's a nightmare on the 13th floor 
I've been wading in too deep
They found some
the 13th
What's up now superstition?
I'm a two timer with a couple of twins
Double jeopardy
With a pair of two deuces in the two seater Benz

I got one
that take none, nobody safe
From the Friday The 13th, ghetto Jason
Itchy trigger finger achin', snatch yo' ass
Out that S-class for fakin', forty-fo'
[Method Man]
Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason
Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass
out
the trunk
every day is Friday the 13th with bad luck
Somehow we made it through, don't know how, somehow we do
without relyin on radio or interviews
Where my
the secret hill route
The whole scene was a disaster
Friday the 13th the final chapter 
Lookin niggaz wit casper the ghost
But I float until I smoked
Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
From the Friday the 13th, ghetto jason
Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass
Out that s-class for
since the 13th amendment
Plus whoever told you, you could contend with men with tremendous?
For rhymin magnum mentality, for rhymin over instrumentals
[Method Man]
Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason
Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass
out
the force 
The falcon flies in two straight lines 
Red five standing by 
It's not a moon it's a space station 
It feels good the good vibration woah woah
me head
If we don't clear this worm hole
We'll surely be dead

[Chorus]
So reach for the whiskey boys
Reach for the stars
They won't stop us
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
Mars
When words are weaved, pictures are painted
Like Navajo Rugs or woven blankets
As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between Mars
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children rolled into one
So when I hear about the hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in
speed, approach follow my lead
Firewinds gust, empire crush
Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit the rush
Untouchable chunk of earwax and soul
propellers in the sky
Airplanes like many rockets
Waiting lists for the rich to get tickets to visit Mars
While the poor people starve, computers taking
propellers in the sky
Airplanes like many rockets
Waitin' lists for the rich to get tickets to visit Mars

While the poor people starve, computers takin
Countdown's begun
I'm taking off
(Five, four, three, two, one)
I'm taking off

I keep on sinking in this black hole
Somehow we gotta rise above
No
a darker black hole than Uranus
I swing it for my queen 'cause she love me like Venus
That's Aphrodite blacks rock your afro tightly
This year I hold
and liquor was his odor
Fragrance, of a ridin' soldier
ODB was his persona, he was high on Mars
40 ounce in this some marijuana
When grandma die from
propellers in the sky
Airplanes like many rockets
Waiting lists for the rich to get tickets to visit Mars
While the poor people starve, computers taking