Em Am Em
My lover's got humour
Am G
She's the giggle at a funeral
Am Em
Knows everybody's disapproval
Am Em
I should've worshipped her sooner
Am Em
If the Heavens ever did speak
Am G
She is the last true mouth piece
Am Em
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
Am D
a fresh poison each week
C Em
'We were born sick, you heard them say it
Am Em
My church offers no absolutes
Am G
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
Am Em
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Am D
Is when I'm alone with you
C
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
G C G Cm G Cm G G Em
Aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaamen. Aaaaaaaamen. Amen
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
B
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em Am G G Gb
Good God, let me give you my life
Verse -same as first-:
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
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
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
B
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em Am G G Gb
Good God, let me give you my life
Bridge:
C G B7 Em
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
C G B7 Em
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
C G B7 Em
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
C G
Only then I am human
B7 Em D C
Only then I am clean
G C G Cm G Cm G G Em
Amen. Amen. Amen
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
B
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em Am G G Gb
Good God, let me give you my life