Take Me To Church
(专辑: Covers From Home - 2021)
My lover's got humor 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 Aaa, 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 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 Oh, 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 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