| My lover’s got humour
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| She’s the giggle at a funeral
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| Knows everybody’s disapproval
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| I should’ve worshipped her sooner
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| If the Heavens ever did speak
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| She is the last true mouthpiece
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| Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
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| A fresh poison each week
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| 'We were born sick,' you heard them say it
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| My church offers no absolutes
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| She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
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| The only heaven I’ll be sent to
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| Is when I’m alone with you
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| I was born sick, but I love it
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| Command me to be well
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| Amen. |
| Amen. |
| Amen
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| Take me to church
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| I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
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| I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
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| Offer me that deathless death
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| Good God, let me give you my life
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| Take me to church
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| I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
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| I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
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| Offer me that deathless death
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| Good God, let me give you my life
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| If I’m a pagan of the good times
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| My lover’s the sunlight
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| To keep the Goddess on my side
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| She demands a sacrifice
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| To drain the whole sea
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| Get something shiny
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| Something meaty for the main course
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| That’s a fine looking high horse
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| What you got in the stable?
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| We’ve a lot of starving faithful
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| That looks tasty
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| That looks plenty
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| This is hungry work
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| Take me to church
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| I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
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| I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
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| Offer me my deathless death
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| Good God, let me give you my life
|
| Take me to church
|
| I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
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| I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
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| Offer me my deathless death
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| Good God, let me give you my life
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| No masters or kings when the ritual begins
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| There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
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| In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
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| Only then I am human
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| Only then I am clean
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| Amen. |
| Amen. |
| Amen
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| Take me to church
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| 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
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| I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
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| Offer me that deathless death
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| Good God, let me give you my life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take Me to Church , by - Guitar Tribute Players. Song from the album Acoustic Tribute to Hozier, in the genre Иностранный рок