“Take Me to Church” by Hozier, an infectious gospel infused blues track, has definitely made waves in the current music scene. It was nominated for Song of the Year at the 2015 Grammy Awards. Additionally it was nominated for 5 awards at the 2015 Billboard music awards: Top New Artist; Top Rock Artist/ Song/ Album, Top Streaming Song (Audio). The title is a sentiment that we as believers can affirm. However, this is not Hozier’s intention at all. As one reads through the lyrics and perhaps watches the video there is another message entirely. The underlying message seems to be contra-church.
My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody’s disapproval
The “lover” is
disrespectful and light-hearted, she simply doesn’t care what anyone thinks.
I should’ve worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Reversal of the
paradigm, the lover is the object of worship. She is the metatron, the voice of
“god;” if there is even such a thing as god.
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week ‘We were born sick,’ you heard them say it
The church tells us we
are broken and sick. We go every week and it just gets worse. (Objective
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me ‘worship in the bedroom’
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen
The “lover” is the
acceptable church. She offers no judgment, just sexual pleasure. I was made for
hell, I am broken and I don’t care, the “lover” is the only heaven I can depend
on. (Subjective morality)
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
At first glance, this
chorus appears to be saying that lyricist wants to be saved. On further
investigation, he is mocking the church. The lover makes him free, you offer
only bondage and judgment.
If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty That looks plenty
This is hungry work
The second verse starts
out as a sort of invocation, a prayer to the lover. I will give her anything; do anything she asks of me so that she, my “Goddess,” will sustain me.
The church, high-handedly takes everything and gives nothing but judgment in return. The masses are left hungry in the mud by it, when there is plenty, those below are expected to hold it up and support it on broken backs and starving stomachs.
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human Only then I am clean
Amen. Amen. Amen
The last verse defines
the sex act, the worship of his lover’s “church.” There is no one
metaphorically over the other. The “sin” is its own absolution. It is only then
that he/they are complete, it is only then that they are not longer judged.
While this song is clever, it is also disturbing. It quite popular and further evidence that we must be vigilant and watchful over our children’s and our own input.
Until next time, Fight the Good Fight…Fairly