Nothing Sacred

Sun bleached, in opposition
Line dancing losing the feeling, limb by limb
I fear it’s coming, the gods clutching their bellies
Laughing

Jukebox ancient token
Italian vistas homes calling
Are we on to something
Is this all part of some plan

Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making
Drunk and overconfident
Romeo’s throwing me over his shoulder
Nothing’s sacred

I fear it’s coming, the gods clutching their bellies
Laughing
Jukebox ancient token
Italian vistas homes calling

Are we on to something
Is this all part of some plan
Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making

Jukebox ancient token
Italian vistas homes calling
Are we on to something
Is this all part of some plan
Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making

Are we on to something
Is this all part of some plan
Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making