G               C
 My lover's got humor
A7                     D
 She's the giggle at a funeral
G                       C
 Knows everybody's disapproval
A7                          D
 I should've worshipped her sooner
G                    C
 If the heavens ever did speak
A7                   D
 She's the last true mouthpiece
G                       C
 Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A7              D
 A fresh poison each week
A7                   D
 "We were born sick", you heard them say it


[Verse 2]
G                    C
 My church offers no absolutes
A7                            D
 She tells me "Worship in the bedroom"
G                        C
 The only Heaven I'll be sent to
A7                 D
 Is when I'm alone with you
A7               D
 I was born sick, but I love it
A7                D
 Command me to be well


[Pre-Chorus]
G  C  G
   Amen
C  G
Amen
Cm  G
Amen


[Chorus]
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D
Good God, let me give you my life
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D
Good God, let me give you my life


[Verse 3]
G                      C
 If I'm a pagan of the good times
G               C
 My lover's the sunlight
A7                      D
 To keep the goddess on my side
A7               D
 She demands a sacrifice
A7                   D
 Drain the whole sea, get something shiny
G                        C
 Something meaty for the main course
G                      C
 That's a fine looking high horse
A7                    D
 What you got in the stable?
A7                       D
 We've a lot of starving faithful
A7                D
 That looks tasty, that looks plenty
A7              D
 This is hungry work


[Chorus]
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D
Good God, let me give you my life
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D
Good God, let me give you my life


[Bridge]
C           G                 A7
 No masters or kings when the ritual begins
         C          G              A7
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
       C           G       A7
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
     C         G        A7           G
Only then I am human, only then I am clean


[Pre-Chorus]
C  G
Amen
C  G
Amen
Cm  G
Amen


[Chorus]
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D
Good God, let me give you my life
           G
Take me to church
                    C                         A7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                 D                             G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
              C
Offer me that deathless death
     A7                      D     G
Good God, let me give you my life