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 mouth piece Am Em Every Sunday’s getting more bleak Am D A fresh poison each week C Em ’We were born sick, you heard them say it 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 I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well G C G Cm G Cm G G Em Aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaamen. Aaaaaaaamen. Amen Chorus x2 Em Take me to church B7 I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies G I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Am Offer me that deathless death Em Am G Good God, let me give you my life 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 To drain the whole sea Em Get something shiny Am Em Something meaty for the main course Am D That’s a fine looking high horse C Em What you got in the stable? Am D We’ve a lot of starving faithful C That looks tasty, That looks plenty, This is hungry work Chorus x2 Em Take me to church B7 I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies G I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Am Offer me that deathless death Em Am G Good God, let me give you my life Bridge C G B7 Em No masters or kings when the ritual begins C G B7 Em There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin C G B7 Em In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene C G Only then I am human B7 Em D C Only then I am clean G C G Cm G Cm G G Em Amen. Amen. Amen Chorus x2 Em Take me to church B7 I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies G I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Am Offer me that deathless death Em Am G Good God, let me give you my life
