Paroles de la chanson Take Me To Church par Sofia Karlberg
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Paroles de la chanson Take Me To Church par Sofia Karlberg
My lover's got humour
he's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
he's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My Church offers no absolution
he tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you"
he's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
he's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My Church offers no absolution
he 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
Aaaaa. 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 and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
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 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
Keep the Goddess on my side
He demands a 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 hungry work
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
Keep the Goddess on my side
He demands a 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 hungry work
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
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 than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am Human
Only then I am Clean
Amen. Amen.
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
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am Human
Only then I am Clean
Amen. Amen.
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
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
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
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