Houses of the Holy lyrics

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, and 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 spinnin' faster,

are you dizzy when you're stall

Let the music be your master,

will ya heed the master's call

Oh-whoa, it's Satan and 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-whoa

So let me take ya, take ya to the movie,

can I take ya, baby, to the show

Why don'tcha let me be yours ever truly,

can I make your garden grow

And you know-oo-oh

That's right