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My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've 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 born sick", you heard say it
My church offers no absolutes
She me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm with you
I was born sick, but I love it
me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
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 knife
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 the on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get shiny
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
tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
me to church
I'll a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
me my deathless death
God, let me give you my life
No masters or when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
then I am human
Only I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll 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
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 you my life
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've 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 born sick", you heard say it
My church offers no absolutes
She me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm with you
I was born sick, but I love it
me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
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 knife
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 the on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get shiny
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
tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
me to church
I'll a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
me my deathless death
God, let me give you my life
No masters or when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
then I am human
Only I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll 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
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 you my life
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