Lyrics. <3

"Take Me To Church"

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

If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting più bleak
A fresh poison each week

"We were born sick," te heard them say it

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

I was born sick
But I Amore it
Command me to be well
Aaay. Amen. Amen. Amen.

[Chorus 2x:]
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell te my sins and te can...

"Make It In America"

Got a one way ticket down a 2 way street
Got the wind in my hair and there’s dust on my feet
I’m just trying to make it in America

Only thing to my name is an old t-shirt
Faded 1985 from a Stones’ concert
And I’m dying to make it in America

And I’m Canto the words to my preferito song
With the rag superiore, in alto down and my glasses on
And I’m driving straight through America

I wanna taste the sun
Cause baby I’m born to run
I got a feeling that I’m not the only one

I, I wanna mostra some skin
Yeah baby I need the ocean
And te can’t stop me now I’ve got my cuore in motion
I want...

"Tonight, Tonight"

It's been a really, really messed up week
Seven days of torture, seven days of bitter
And my girlfriend went and cheating on me
She's a California dime but it's time for me to quit her

La, la, la, whatever
La, la, la, it doesn't matter
La, la, la, oh well
La, la, la

We're goin' at it tonight, tonight
There's a party on the rooftop
Top of the world tonight, tonight
And we're dancin' on the edge of the Hollywood sign

I don't know if I'll make it
But watch how good I'll fake it
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight

I woke up with a strange tattoo
Not sure how I got it, not a dollar in...