Take Me To Church

Take Me To Church - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (后現(xiàn)代點(diǎn)唱機(jī))

My lover's got humour

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

And move poison every 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

But I love it

Command me to be well

Aaay 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 and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

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 and you can sharpen your knife

Offer 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 keep the Goddess on my side

He demands a sacrifice

Do 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

We've a got 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 my deathless death

Good God let me give you my life

Take me to church

I'll worship like

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God let me give you my life

No nasty okin is when richard world begins

There is no sweet he in seens they no genty see

In the matnes in so loon thats

Self help please

Only that my you over

Oh only that my tree

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 give you my life

Take me to church

And the sharp no you likes

Go in sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God let me give you my life

I if ma

If ma ah ma ah ma

Ah ma

Ah ah ma

If ma

Ah ma