My lover's got humor, she's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval, I should've worshipped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak, she's the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak, a fresh poison each week We were born sick, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes, she tells me worship in the bedroom The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you I was born sick, Lord I love you, command me to be well Amen, amen, amen Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of good God, let me give you my life Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good child, my lover's the sunlight Keep the goddess on my side, she demands a sacrifice Drain the whole sea, get something shiny Something meaty for the main course It's a fine looking house, what you got in the stable? We've a lot of starving faithful, that looks tasty That looks plenty, this is hungry worth Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of good God, let me give you my life Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of 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 Amen, amen, amen Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of good God, let me give you my life Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your life I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death of good God, let me give you my life www.mooji.org