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C#m F#m C#m My lover’s got humour, F#m E She’s the giggle at a funeral, F#m C#m Knows everybody’s disapproval, F#m C#m I should’ve worshipped her sooner. F#m C#m If the heavens ever did speak, F#m E She’s the last true mouthpiece. F#m C#m Every Sunday’s getting more bleak, F#m B A fresh poison each week. A6 “We were born sick.” You heard them say it. C#m F#m C#m My church offers no absolutes. F#m E She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom.” F#m C#m The only heaven I’ll be sent to F#m B Is when I’m alone with you. A6 I was born sick, but I love it. A E Command me to be well. A E Am E Am E E5 D#5 Amen, amen, amen. Chorus: D#5 D5 C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 Let me give you my life. E5 D#5 C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 D#5 Let me give you my life. C#m F#m C#m If I’m a pagan of the good times, F#m E My lover’s the sunlight. F#m C#m To keep the goddess on my side, F#m B She demands a sacrifice. A6 To drain the whole sea, C#m Get something shiny. F#m C#m Something meaty for the main course, F#m E That’s a fine-looking high horse. F#m C#m What you got in the stable? F#m B We’ve a lot of starving faithful. A That looks tasty; That looks plenty. This is hungry work. Chorus: C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 Let me give you my life. E5 D#5 C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 D#5 Let me give you my life. A E No masters or kings G#7 C#m When the ritual begins. A E There is no sweeter innocence G#7 C#m Than our gentle sin. A E In the madness and soil G#7 C#m Of that sad earthly scene, A E Only then I am human; G#7 C#m E Only then I am clean. Amaj A Oh, E A E Am E Am E E5 D#5 Oh, amen, amen, amen. Chorus: D#5 D5 C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 Let me give you my life. E5 D#5 C#m Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog G# At the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins E And you can sharpen your knife. F#m Offer me that deathless death, C#m And, good God, F#5 E5 D#5 Let me give you my life. Instrumental: C#m