Из альбома: Welcome to the Jungle
My lover's got humour
She's a giggle at a funeral
Evrerybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every sunday's getting more bleak
Fresh poison each week
We were born sick, you heard them say it
My church offer 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
Amen x4
[CHORUS]x2
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 de goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea, get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a high lokking high horse
What you got in the stables?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty, that looks plenty
This is hungry work
[CHORUS]x2
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
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence then our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human, only then i am clean
Amen x4
[CHORUS]x3
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
(Merci à Joelle pour cettes paroles)