Verse: 
Em               Am  Em                       Am  G 
   My lover's got humor, she's the giggle at a funeral 
                         Am  Em                            Am  Em 
Knows everybody's disapproval, I should've worshipped her sooner 
                    Am       Em                     Am       G 
If the Heavens ever did speak, she’s the last true mouthpiece 
                        Am      Em                 Am      D 
Every Sunday's getting more bleak, a fresh poison each week 
                  C                 
We were born sick, you heard them say it 
Em                   Am      Em                              Am      G 
 My church offers no absolutes, she tells me 'worship in the bedroom' 
                        Am    Em                   Am     D 
The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you 
               C               C 
I was born sick, but I love it. Command me to be well 
            G2  C2 G2 Cm G2 Cm G2 
Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay  Amen  Amen  Amen 


[Refrão]
G5-F#5 F#5-F5     Em2 
       Take me to church I'll worship  
                                  B2 
Like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                 G2 
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                    A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, good God, let me give you my life 
             Em2                                                  B2 
Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                G2 
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                     A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, good God, let me give you my life 
    
Verse: 
Em                      Am      Em                Am      G 
 If I'm a pagan of the good times, my lover's the sunlight 
                       Am    Em                 Am    D 
To keep the Goddess on my side she demands a sacrifice 
                   C 
Drain the whole sea, get something shiny 
Em                       Am        Em                       Am        G 
 Something meaty for the main course, that's a fine looking high horse 
                     Am   Em                         Am     D 
What you got in the stable? We've a lot of starving faithful 
                 C                   C 
That looks tasty, that looks plenty, this is hungry work 



[Refrão]
G5-F#5 F#5-F5     Em2 
       Take me to church I'll worship  
                                  B2 
Like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                 G2 
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                    A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, good God, let me give you my life 
             Em2                                                  B2 
Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                G2 
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                     A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, 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            B7        Em   D  Cmaj7 C 
Only then I am human, only then I am clean     
G2   C2 G2  Cm G2  Cm G2 
Oh   Amen   Amen   Amen 



[Refrão]
G5-F#5 F#5-F5     Em2 
       Take me to church I'll worship  
                                  B2 
Like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                 G2 
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                    A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, good God, let me give you my life 
             Em2                                                  B2 
Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies 
                                                G2 
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife 
               Am2                   Em2                     A5-G5 G5-F#5 
Offer me that deathless death, good God, let me give you my life 


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