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
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 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