Some lyrics from "Take Me To Church"
My lover's got humor...
She's the giggle at a funeral...
Knows everybody's disapproval...
Should have worshipped her sooner...
And if the heavens ever did speak...
She's the last true mouthpiece...
Every Sunday's getting more bleak...
Fresh poison each week...
We were born sick... You heard them say it.
That's all I'm doing x3