Houses Of The Holy Lyrics

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

Ah, 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-whoa-oh

So the world is spinning faster

Are you dizzy when you're stoned

Let the music be your master

Will you heed the master's call

Oh-whoa-oh, Satan an' man

Said there ain't no use in cryin'

'Cause it will only, only drive you mad

Does it hurt to hear them lyin'

Was this the only world you had

Oh-oh

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-whoa, that's right