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Take Me To Church

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  My lover's got humor 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 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
 A-A-A-A-A-  Amen Amen Amen       
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        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 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
 To 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     
  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 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 good God let me give you my life    

Take Me To Church

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