What’ll I do with a priestess like you, my dear

Praying down upon your knees

Then you decide to climb on top

To spread the truth to me

 

It’s a crime to take your time, you say

Then you stop and turn around

There’s so many lessons to be learned

             Lying on the ground

 

I took you out the other night, you know

To talk and have a meal

You just wanted to get back home

              And squeal

                           And get your soul unsealed

 

I wonder what will come of me, dear Lord

For lovin’ this too much

Drinkin’ from the sacred cup

                In your Church of Touch

 

One more time for the gods above

Stuck in the dirt or rising in love

Never hurts when you give too much

Give yourself, my sons, to the Church of Touch

 

(Instr.)

 

My mama said to me that you

You ain’t the kind to trust

But you know, there ain’t one thing I wouldn’t do

              For your Church of Touch

 

I’d crawl to Hell and back, you know, my dear

It wouldn’t be too much

To fetch a pale of burning coals of pure lust

              For your Church of Touch

 

Lay me down and pick me up, my dear

You know it’s boom or bust

‘til there’s nothing left of me but dust

              In your Church of Touch

              In your Church of Touch

              In your Church of Touch