Houses of the Holy

Let me take you to the movies

Can I take you to the show?

Let me be yours ever truly

Can I make your garden grow?

From the houses of the holy

We can watch the white doves go

From the door comes Satan's daughter

And it only goes to show, you know

There's an angel on my shoulder

In my hand, a sword of gold

Let me wander in your garden

And the seeds of love I'll sow

You know

So the world is spinning faster

Are you dizzy when you stall?

Let the music be your master

Will you heed the master's call?

Oh, it's Satan and man

Said there ain't no use in crying

'Cause it will only, only drive you mad

Does it hurt to hear them lying?

Was this the only world you had? Ooh

So let me take you, take you to the movie

Can I take you, baby, to the show?

Why don't you let me be yours ever truly?

Can I make your garden grow?

You know