TAKE ME TO CHRUCH – HOZIER

Take me to church – Hozier Lyrics

TAKE ME TO CHRUCH – HOZIER
TAKE ME TO CHRUCH
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Song WriterAndrew Hozier Byrne

My lover’s got humor
She’s the giggle at a funeral

Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshipped her sooner

If the heavens ever did speak
She’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
She 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

Aaa, 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
To keep the goddess on my side

She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea

Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course

TAKE ME HOME LYRICS

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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my 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 so you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my 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
Oh, oh 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.

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