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Straight No Chaser - Take Me To Church [Official Audio]
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INTERPRÉTATION
Straight No Chaser
Straight No Chaser
Interprète
Walter Chase
Walter Chase
Chant
Don Nottingham
Don Nottingham
Chant
Charlie Mechling
Charlie Mechling
Chant
David Roberts
David Roberts
Chant
Jerome Collins
Jerome Collins
Chant
Michael Luginbill
Michael Luginbill
Chant
Randy Stine
Randy Stine
Chant
Seggie Isho
Seggie Isho
Chant
Steve Morgan
Steve Morgan
Chant
Tyler Trepp
Tyler Trepp
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andrew Hozier-Byrne
Andrew Hozier-Byrne
Paroles/Composition
Walter Chase
Walter Chase
Arrangement
Don Nottingham
Don Nottingham
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Straight No Chaser
Straight No Chaser
Production
Walter Chase
Walter Chase
Production
Craig Kallman
Craig Kallman
Production déléguée
David C. Britz
David C. Britz
Production déléguée
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Dave Darlington
Dave Darlington
Ingénierie de mixage
Ed Boyer
Ed Boyer
Ingénierie de mixage
Steve Lunt
Steve Lunt
Production
Don Nottingham
Don Nottingham
Production
David Julson-Rieley
David Julson-Rieley
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak She's the last true mouth-piece Every Sunday's getting more bleak A fresh poison each week We were born sick You heard them say it My Church offers no absolutes She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom." The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you— I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well Aaay Amen. Amen. Amen. Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins, so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Oh Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight Keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice Drain the whole sea Get something shiny Something meaty for the main course That's a fine looking high horse What you got in the stable? We've a lot of starving faithful That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life No Masters or Kings when the Ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am Human Only then I am Clean Oh, Oh, Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen. Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Oh, Good God, let me give you my life
Writer(s): Andrew John Hozier-byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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