Тональность
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 D9
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 D9
Is when I'm alone with you
C
I was born sick, but I love it
C
Command me to be well
G C G Cm G Cm G
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
Em B
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
G Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em
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 Em
She demands a sacrifice
Am Em
To drain the whole sea
Am G
Get something shiny
Am Em
Something meaty for the main course
Am D9
That's a fine looking high horse
C Em
What you got in the stable?
Am Em
We've a lot of starving faithful
C
That looks tasty
C
That looks plenty
C
This is hungry work
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
Em B
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
G Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em
Good God, let me give you my life
C G B7/F# Em/G
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
C G B7/F# Em/G
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
C G B7/F# Em/G
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
C G
Only then I am human
B7/F# Em Em/D C+7 C
Only then I am clean
G C G Cm G Cm G
Amen. Amen. Amen
Chorus:
Em
Take me to church
Em B
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
G Am
Offer me that deathless death
Em
Good God, let me give you my life
