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 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

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 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

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 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

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

Ooh

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