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 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…
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
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 / 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 my 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 so you can sharpen your knife / Offer me my 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 / 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 / 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
[By Andrew John Hozier-Byrne © Rubyworks / Island / Columbia, 2013]