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My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouth piece
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
Aaaaa
Amen
Amen
Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog
At the shrine of your life
I'll tell you my sins and
You can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless heaven
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
Take me to church
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover is 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
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
Take me to church
No masters
Or kings
When the ritual begins
There is no sweeter
Innocence than our gentle
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