Take Me To Church (Live)

Our lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak She's the last true mouth piece 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 life I'll tell you my sins And you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless heaven 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 I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight To keep the goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice To 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 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 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 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