Moby and the prophet are walking through the parking lot

She says someone’s gonna get caught

Someone’s gonna get caught

Moby he don’t know what he wants but he talks the talk

He says…

And she looks to the sky at a plane passing by

And sees an ad for the airline on its belly

Is nothing sacred

Is nothing sacred

Moby and the prophet are walking down the busy street

She says someone’s gettin cold feet

Someone’s gettin cold feet

Moby he don’t know that he won but he sure looks beat

He says…

And they look downtown at a man on the ground

Who’s gotta pay just to drink some water

What’s sacred?

Is nothing sacred

Is nothing sacred

Moby and the prophet are out on a rainy day

She says someone’s gonna pay

Someone’s gonna pay

Moby he don’t know where he stands but he knows where he’ll lay

He says…

And they look to the sky at a plane passing by

And Moby’s screaming inside

Is nothing sacred

Is nothing sacred

Is nothing sacred

Is nothing sacred