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 [bad word] mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
fresh poison each week
'We were born sick,' you heard them
say it
My church offers no absolution
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 [bad word] me to be well
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 so you can
sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death, Oh
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 so you can
sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

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

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, Oh
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
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 so you can
sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death, Oh
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 me sins so you can
sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death, Oh
Good God let me give you my life