My love has got a humor, she's the jiggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval, I should've wished for her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak, she's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak, a fresh boy is in each week
We were born sick, you heard them say it, command me to be well
Amen, amen, amen, amen
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shadow of your light
I'll tell you my sins, so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that heartless death, good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan
If I'm a pagan

If I'm a pagan
If I'm a pagan
Offer me that heartless death, good God, let me give you my life
A master's a king, when to read to all be kings
There is no sweeter innocence than our words and our sin
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Amen
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shadow of your light
I'll tell you my sins, so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that heartless death, good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at the shadow of your light
I'll tell you my sins, so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that heartless death, good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church