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Em Am Em
My lover's got humour
Am G
She's the giggle at a funeral
Am Em
Knows everybody's disapproval
Am Em
I should've worshipped her sooner
Am Em
If the Heavens ever did speak
Am G
She is the last true mouthpiece
Am Em
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
Am D
A fresh poison each week
C/G
'We were born sick,' you heard them say it
Em Am Em
My church offers no absolutes
Am G
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
Am Em
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Am D
Is when I'm alone with you
C/G
I was born sick, but I love it
C/G
Command me to be well
G C G C G Cm G
Aaaaaaaaaaamen. Amen. Amen
G F# F# F Em
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em A G G F#
Good God, let me give you my life [Chorus](2x)
Em Am Em
If I'm a pagan of the good times
Am G
My lover's the sunlight
Am Em
To keep the Goddess on my side
Am D
She demands a sacrifice
C/G
To drain the whole sea
Em
Get something shiny
Am Em
Something meaty for the main course
Am G
That's a fine looking high horse
Am Em
What you got in the stable?
Am D
We've a lot of starving faithful
C/G
That looks tasty
C/G
That looks plenty
G F#
This is hungry work
F# F Em
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em A G G F#
Good God, let me give you my life [Chorus](2x)
[Bridge]
C G B Em
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
C G B Em
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
C G B Em
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
C G B Em
Only then I am human, only then I am clean.
G C G C G Cm G
Aaaaaaaaaaamen. Amen. Amen
G F# F# F Em
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em A G G F#
Good God, let me give you my life [Chorus](2x)
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