Writer(s): Andrew Hozier-Byrne
My lover’s got humor
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
he's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
Fresh poison each week
You were born sick heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
You told me worship in the bedroom
The only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm alone with you
We were born sick
Command me to be well
Amen 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
If I'm a pagan of the good times
my lover's the sunlight
To keep the God on my side
he demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
get something shiny
yeah 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 plenty that looks tasty
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 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
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sins
In the madness and the 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
