My lover's got humor, she's a giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproving, I should've worshipped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak, she's the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak, fresh poison each week I was born sick, oh but I love her, command me to be well Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen Take you to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life Take me to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good times, then my love is the sunlight To keep the goddess on my side, she demands sacrifice 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 lot of starving faithful, that looks tasty, that looks plenty This is a hungry world Take me to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life Take me to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life No masters or peers when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and the sorrow of that sad and earthly sin Only then I am you, only then I am clean Take me to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life Take me to church and I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your legs I'll tell you my sins and you can shout me your name Offer me thy death, this death and good God, let me give you my life