My Emlover's got humAmour Em
She's the giggle at a funAmeral G
Knows everybody's disapproAmval Em
I should've worshipped her sooAmner Em
If the Heavens ever didAm speak Em
She is the last true mouAmthpiece G
Every Sunday's getting morAme bleak Em
A fresh poison eacAmh week D
'We were born sick, ' youC heard them say it
My Emchurch offers no absoAmlutes Em
She tells me 'worship in the bedAmroom' G
The only heaven I'll be senAmt to Em
Is when I'm alone witAmh you D
I was born sick, butC I love it
Command me to be well
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Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
** Take me to churEmch
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your liesB
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knifGe
Offer me that deatAmhless death, Good GodEm
let me give you my lifAme G G F#
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If EmI'm a pagan of the gooAmd times Em
My lover's the sunAmlight G
To keep the Goddess on my Amside Em
She demands a sacriAmfice D
To drain the whole sea, GetC something shiny
SomEmething meaty for the maiAmn course Em
That's a fine looking higAmh horse G
What you got in the staAmble? Em
We've a lot of starving faiAmthful D
That looks tasty, ThaCt looks plenty This is hungry work
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No Cmasters or Gkings when the rituBal beginsG Em
There is no Csweeter innocGence than ourB gentle sinG Em
In the madCness and soiGl of thaBt sad earthly sceGne Em
Only theCn I am humGan
Only Bthen I am cleEman D C
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Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
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