Em Am
My lover's got humour
Em Am G
She's the giggle at a funeral
Am
Knows everybody's disapproval
Em Am Em
I should've worshipped her sooner
Am Em
If the heavens ever did speak
Am G
She's the last true mouthpiece
Am Em
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
Am D
A fresh poison each week
C
We were born sick you heard them say it
Em 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 C
I was born sick But I love it Command me to be well
G C G C G C G
Aaay Amen Amen Amen
Chorus x2 #
Em
Take me to church
B7
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 G
Good God let me give you my life
Em Am Em
If I'm a pagan of the good times
Am G
My lover's the sunlight
Am Em
To keep the Goddess on my side
Am D
She demands a sacrifice
C
Drain the whole sea Get something shiny
Em Am Em
Something meaty for the main course
Am G
That's a fine-looking high horse
Am Em
What you got in the stable
Am D
We've a lot of starving faithful
C C
That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work
Chorus x2 #
Em
Take me to church
B7
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 G
Good God let me give you my life
C G
No Masters or Kings
B7 Em
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 B7 Em
Only then I am human Only then I am clean
G C G C G C G
Ooh oh Amen Amen Amen
Chorus x2 #
Em
Take me to church
B7
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 G
Good God let me give you my life