My lover's got humour
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every song is getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'I was born sick'
You heard them say it
My Church offers no absolutes
Hhe tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
We were born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
A- 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
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
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
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
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
A- Amen. Amen. Amen
A- 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
Take me to church
I'll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen your knife
Deathless death
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 (live) Video (MV)
Performed By: WeREvolution
Language: English
Length: 5:04
Written by: Andrew Hozier-Byrne, Rory Graham
WeREvolution - Take Me To Church (live) Lyrics
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My lover's got humour
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every song is getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'I was born sick'
You heard them say it
My Church offers no absolutes
Hhe tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
We were born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
A- 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
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
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
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
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
A- Amen. Amen. Amen
A- 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
Take me to church
I'll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen your knife
Deathless death
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
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every song is getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'I was born sick'
You heard them say it
My Church offers no absolutes
Hhe tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
We were born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
A- 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
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
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
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
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
A- Amen. Amen. Amen
A- 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
Take me to church
I'll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen your knife
Deathless death
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
Writer: Andrew Hozier-Byrne, Rory Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC