My lover's got humor , she's the giggle at a f unera l
Knows everybody's disappr oval, I should've worshipped her so oner
If the Heavens ever did speak , she's the last true m outhpiece
Every Sunday's getting m ore blea k, a fresh poison e ach week
We were born sick, you heard them say it
My church offers no absolute s, she tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent t o is when I'm alone w ith you
I was born sick , but I love it. Command me to be well
A-A-A-A- A- Amen Ame n Ame n
S/A
(E)--3-2--2-1--| Take me to c hurch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your l ies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me that d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A (E)--5-3--3-2--| life
Take me to ch urch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your l ies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me that d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A life
If I'm a pagan of the g ood time s, my lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my sid e she demands a sac rifice
Drain the whole sea , get something shiny
Something meaty for the main cours e, that's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the s table ? We've a lot of starving f aithful
That looks tasty, that looks plenty, this is hungry work
S/A Take me to c hurch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your l ies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me my d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A life
Take me to ch urch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your l ies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me my d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A life
No masters or kings when the ritual beg ins
There is n o sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the m adness and s oil of that sad earthly sc ene
Only th en I am h uman, only th en I am cl ean O h
Oh Amen Am en A men
S/A Take me to churc h I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me that d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A life
Take me to ch urch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your l ies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your kn ife
Offer me that d eathless death, good G od, let me give you my S/A life
