Matt McAndrew – Take Me To Church lyrics

My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped 'er sooner

If the heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
The fresh poison each week

I was 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
So you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
For 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 that deathless death
For 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?
Got 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 that deathless death
For 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 that deathless death
For 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

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 that deathless death
For 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 that deathless death
For good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church