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My lover's got humour |
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She's the giggle at a funeral |
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Knows everybody's disapproval |
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I should've worshipped her sooner |
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If the heavens ever did speak |
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She's the last true mouthpiece |
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Every Sunday's getting more bleak |
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A fresh poison each week |
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"We were born sick" |
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You heard them say it |
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Command me to be well |
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Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen |
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Take me to church |
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I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies |
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I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife |
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Offer me that deathless death |
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Good God, let me give you my life |
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No masters or kings when the ritual begins |
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There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin |
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In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene |
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Only then I am human |
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Only then I am clean |
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Amen, Amen, Amen |
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Take me to church |
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I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies |
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I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife |
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Offer me that deathless death |
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Good God, let me give you my life |
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Take me to church |
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I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies |
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I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife |
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Offer me that deathless death |
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Good God, let me give you my life |