Moby, Moby, to Moby we'll raise our cups
Moby, Moby, Moby's gonna fuck you up
Oh, the waves are high and the moral is low
And I just want to sail on home
But vengeance is our obsession
That keeps us floating on this hell
And obsession is our key
The key to the belly of a whale
Oh, he took our hope and he killed our men
And he crushed my spirit when he took my fucking hand
I just want it all to end
But we're stuck in a hopeless battle of man against man
Moby, Moby, to Moby we'll raise our cups
Moby, Moby, Moby's gonna fuck you up
Oh, I never really learned how to swim
And I never really developed a taste for human skin
But we must do our duty before we return to land
So tonight, we dine on sin
Oh, he took our hope and he killed our men
And he crushed my spirit when he took my fucking hand
I just want it all to end
But we're stuck in a hopeless battle of man against man
Moby, Moby, to Moby we'll raise our cups
Moby, Moby, Moby's gonna fuck you up
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