Lyrics:

My lover's got humour
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should have worshiped him sooner

If the Heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
Fresh poison each week

'You were born sick,' heard them say it

My church offers no absolute
He told me, 'Worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you

We were born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
Amen
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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh 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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh Good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep this God on my side
He demands a sacrifice

To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
That's a lot of starving faithful

That looks plenty
That looks tasty
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 that deathless death
Oh 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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings
When the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sins

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 lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh 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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh Good God, let me give you my life