Take Me To Church

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 mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak 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 Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that ruthless death, but 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that ruthless death, but 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 your 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that ruthless death, but 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that ruthless death, but good God Let me give you my life No masters or kings when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sins In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human, only then I am clean Oh, 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death, but 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, and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death, but good God Let me give you my life