Karaoké Take Me to Church 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 absolutes

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 a-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

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

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