Straight No Chaser - Take Me To Church download song

Song Lyrics

Offer me that deathless death, get something shiny, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife, let me give you my life
Is when i m alone with you, in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Every sunday s getting more bleak, she tells me worship in the bedroom
This is hungry work, take me to church
That looks plenty, let me give you my life, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
I ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies, let me give you my life, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife, i ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife To, take me to church
My lover s the sunlight, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies, in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
my lover s got humour
what you got in the stable
No masters or kings when the ritual begins, my lover s the sunlight, knows everybody s disapproval
Let me give you my life, take me to church
Offer me that deathless death, take me to church No, take me to church

That looks plenty, knows everybody s disapproval No, take me to church
Is when i m alone with you, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife, my church offers no absolutes
I was born sick, she tells me worship in the bedroom, we ve a lot of starving faithful
this is hungry work
This is hungry work, offer me that deathless death, let me give you my life
Let me give you my life, take me to church
We were born sick, you heard them say it, command me to be well, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

I was born sick, she tells me worship in the bedroom Take, this is hungry work
Offer me that deathless death, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
Offer me that deathless death, i ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife, the only heaven i ll be sent to
i was born sick
I should ve worshipped her sooner, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife, my church offers no absolutes
The only heaven i ll be sent to, something meaty for the main course, to keep the goddess on my side
offer me that deathless death

that looks tasty
My church offers no absolutes, but i love it, she tells me worship in the bedroom
Every sunday s getting more bleak, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
My church offers no absolutes, if i m a pagan of the good times
this is hungry work
She demands a sacrifice, take me to church, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
this is hungry work

i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
That s a fine looking high horse, let me give you my life
That looks plenty, she s the giggle at a funeral, i ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
That looks tasty, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies, my church offers no absolutes
i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Knows everybody s disapproval, let me give you my life Chaser, if i m a pagan of the good times

I should ve worshipped her sooner, my church offers no absolutes
she s the giggle at a funeral
I ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife, i ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
take me to church