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EmMy lover's got AmhumourEm She's the giggle at a fAmuneral G Knows everybody's disapAmproval Em I should've worshipped her sAmooner Em If the Heavens ever dAmid speaEmk She is the last true Ammouth piGece Every Sunday's getting mAmore bleaEmk A fresh poison eAmach weDek 'We were born sick,C you heard them say it Em My church offers no abAmsoluteEms She tells me 'worship in the AmbedrooGm' The only heaven I'll be sAment tEmo Is when I'm alone wAmith yDou I was born sickC, but I love it Command me to be well GAaaaaaaCaa GaaaaaaaaCmamen. AaaGaaaaameCmn. GAmenG F# Em
*The G ? f# are power chords sliding downwards* [Chorus](2x)
Take me to chuEmrch I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lBies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your kGnife Offer me that deaAmthless death Good EmGod, let me give you my lAmifeG F#
[Verse 2](2x)
EmIf I'm a pagan of the goAmod timEmes My lover's the sunAmlight G To keep the Goddess on Ammy sideEm She demands a sacriAmfice D To drain the whole Csea Get something shEminy Something meaty for the Ammain couEmrse That's a fine looking hAmigh hoDrse What you got in the sCtable?Em We've a lot of starvinAmg faithDful That looks taCsty, That looks plenty, This is hungry work
[Chorus] [Bridge]
CNo masters orG kings when the rB7itual begins Em There isC no sweeter iGnnocence than B7our gentle siEmn In the mCadness and soGil of that B7sad earthly sEmcene Only Cthen I am hGuman
Only tB7hen I am cleaEmn D C GAmen. ACmen. AGmen Cm G Cm G G F# Em
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