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Take Me To Church

			Em              Am Em
My lover-s got humour,
                       Am  G
She-s the giggle at a funeral
                         Am Em
Knows everybody-s disapproval
                            Am  Em
I should-ve worshipped her sooner 
                     Am    Em
If the Heavens ever did speak
                      Am     G
She is the last true mouthpiece
                        Am    Em
Every Sunday-s getting more bleak
               Am      D9
А fresh poison each week
                  C                    Em
We were born sick, you heard them say it
                    Am     Em
My church offers no absolutes
                              Am   G
She tells me -worship in the bedroom-
                         Am  Em
The only heaven I-ll be sent to
                   Am   D9
Is when I-m alone with you
                C
I was born sick, but I love it
C
Command me to be well

G     C  G   Cm   G Cm G
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.

Chorus:
             Em
Take me to church
Em                                             B7
I-ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B7                                                G
I-ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
G              Am
Offer me that deathless death
      Em
Good God, let me give you my life

Em              Am  Em
If I-m a pagan of the good times
                   Am G
My lover-s the sunlight
                         Am  Em
To keep the Goddess on my side
                   Am D9
She demands a sacrifice
                   C
To drain the whole sea
                 C Em
Get something shiny
                           Am  Em
Something meaty for the main course
               Am       G
That-s a fine looking high horse
                  C      Em
What you got in the stable?
                    Am      D9
We-ve a lot of starving faithful
                C
That looks tasty
                C
That looks plenty
                C
This is hungry work

Chorus:
             Em
Take me to church
Em                                             B7
I-ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B7                                               G
I-ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
G              Am
Offer me that deathless death
      Em
Good God, let me give you my life

C          G                  B7/F#    Em/G
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
          C         G              B7/F#       Em/G
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
       C            G        B7/F#            Em/G
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
      C         G
Only then I am human
      B7/F#      Em Em/D C+7 C
Only then I am clean

G     C  G   Cm G Cm G
Amen. Amen. Amen

Chorus:
             Em
Take me to church
Em                                             B7
I-ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
B7                                               G
I-ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
G              Am
Offer me that deathless death
      Em
Good God, let me give you my life