[01:09.61]My lover's got humour \
[01:12.65]She's the giggle at a funeral \
[01:15.47]Knows everybody's disapproval \
[01:18.60]I should've worshipped her sooner \
[01:21.84]If the Heavens ever did speak \
[01:25.12]She is the last true mouthpiece \
[01:27.86]Every Sunday's getting more bleak \
[01:31.05]A fresh poison each week \
[01:33.92]We were born sick, you heard them say it \
[01:38.24]My church offers no absolutes \
[01:41.48]She tells me 'worship in the bedroom' \
[01:44.56]The only heaven I'll be sent to \
[01:47.49]Is when I'm alone with you \
[01:51.08]I was born sick, but I love it \
[01:54.88]Command me to be well \
[01:57.92]Amen. \
[02:00.54]Amen. \
[02:03.38]Amen. Amen \
[02:12.33]Take me to church \
[02:13.85]I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies \
[02:18.44]I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife \
[02:22.24]Offer me that deathless death \
[02:25.37]Good God, let me give you my life \
[02:28.91]Take me to church \
[02:30.67]I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies \
[02:34.62]I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife \
[02:38.66]Offer me that deathless death \
[02:44.68]Good God, let me give you my life \
[03:04.15]If I'm a pagan of the good times \
[03:06.83]My lover's the sunlight \
[03:09.67]To keep the Goddess on my side \
[03:12.96]She demands a sacrifice \
[03:15.98]To drain the whole sea \
[03:17.96]Get something shiny \
[03:20.13]Something meaty for the main course \
[03:23.16]That's a fine looking high horse \
[03:26.70]What you got in the stable? \
[03:29.94]We've a lot of starving faithful \
[03:32.57]That looks tasty \
[03:34.59]That looks plenty \
[03:36.46]This is hungry work \
[03:39.48]Take me to church \
[03:40.96]I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies \
[03:45.20]I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife \
[03:49.00]Offer me that deathless death \
[03:52.54]Good God, let me give you my life \
[03:55.62]Take me to church \
[03:57.75]I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies \
[04:01.70]I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife \
[04:06.15]Offer me that deathless death \
[04:09.13]Good God, let me give you my life \
[04:13.79]No masters or kings when the ritual begins \
[04:21.42]There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin \
[04:30.36]In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene \
[04:38.35]Only then I am human \
[04:42.15]Only then I am clean \

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 is the last true mouthpiece \
Every Sunday's getting more bleak \
A fresh poison each week \
We were born sick, you heard them say it \
My church offers no absolutes \
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 \
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 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 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 sin \
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene \
Only then I am human \
Only then I am clean \