Hozier: Take Me To Church
My lover's got humour, She's the giggle at a funeral Am Em Knows everybody's disappro-val Am Em I should've worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak She is the last true mouth piece Every Sunday's getting more bleak A fresh poison each week
D We were born sick, You heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes She tells me 'worship in the bedroom The only heaven I'll be sent to Am D Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, But I love it command me to be well
G A-a-a... C G Amen... C G Amen... Amen...
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Em Take me to church, I'll worship like a dog at The shrine of your lies, I'll tell you my sins G And you can sharpen your knife Am Offer me that deathless death Em G-F# F#-F Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice
To 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
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C G No masters or kings H7 Em When the ritual begins C G There is no sweeter innocence H7 Em 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... Amen...
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