Luyện nghe bài hát Take Me to Church

My lover's got
She's the at a funeral
Knows everybody's
I should've worshipped her

If the ever did speak
She's the last mouthpiece
Every Sunday's more bleak
A fresh poison each

We born sick
You heard say it

My church no absolutes
She me "Worship in the bedroom"
The only heaven I'll be to
Is when I'm alone you

Roderick with (and New Directions):
I was born
But I it
(Command me to be well)

Aay, amen, amen,

with New Directions:
Take me to
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me deathless death
Good God, let me give you my

Roderick Jane and New Directions:
Take me to
I'll worship like a dog at the of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can your knife
me that deathless death
Good God, let me you my life

If I'm a pagan of the times
My lover's the
To the goddess on my side
She a sacrifice

with Kitty:
Drain the sea
Get something

Something meaty for the main

That's a fine looking horse

What you got in the

We've a lot of starving

with Kitty:
That tasty
looks plenty
This is hungry

Roderick with Kitty and New (New Directions):
me to church (Take me to church)

Roderick New Directions:
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of lies
tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that death
Good God, let me you my life

Roderick with Jane and New
me to church
I'll like a dog at the shrine of your lies
tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me deathless death
Good God, let me you my life

Skylar Jane:
No or kings
When the ritual
There is no innocence
our gentle sin

Roderick with
In the madness and of
That sad earthly
then I am human
Only I am clean

Oh, oh
Amen, amen,

Roderick with Jane and New
me to church

Roderick with New (Jane):
I'll like a dog at the shrine of your lies (Woah)
tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife (Yeah)
Offer me that death
Good god, let me you my life (Let me give you my life)

with Kitty and New Directions (and Jane):
Take me to
I'll worship (like a dog at the shrine of lies)
tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that death
Good god, let me give you my

New
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh