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The Streets lyrics - Never Went To Church

album: The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living (2006)
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Two great European narcotics 
Alcohol and Christianity 
I know which one I prefer 

We never went to church 
Just get on with work and sometimes things’ll hurt 
But it’s hit me since you left us 
And it’s so hard not to search 
If you were still about 
I’d ask you what I’m supposed to do now 
I just get a bit scared every now 
I hope I made you proud 

On your birthday when mum passed the forks and spoons 
I put my head on the table, I was so distraught with you 
You tidied your things into the bin, the more poorly you grew 
So nothing of yours to hold or talk to 
You put your hand up and interrupt the conversation with a but 
People say I interrupt people with the same look 
Sometimes I think so hard I can’t remember how your face looked 
I started reading about dreams in your favourite book 
I panic and pace when I can’t see the right thing to do 
You’d be scratching your head for the best advice you knew 
I feel sad I can’t hear you reciting it through 
I miss you dad, but I’ve got nothing to remind me of you 

We never went to church 
Just get on with work and sometimes things’ll hurt 
But it’s hit me since you left us 
And it’s so hard not to search 
If you were still about 
I’d ask you what I’m supposed to do now 
I just get a bit scared every now 
I hope I made you proud 

I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken 
I needed to pray and see a priest that day 
I needed to leave this trade and just heave it away 
But I cleaned up my place like you, so I could see things straight 
I never cared about god when life was sailing on the calm 
So I said I’d get my head down and deal with the ache in my heart 
And if that god exists I reckon he’d pay me regard 
Mum says me and you, were the same from the start 
I guess then you did leave me something to remind me of you 
Everytime I interrupt someone like you used to 
If I do something like you you’ll be on my mind all through 
Because I forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you 

We never went to church 
Just get on with work and sometimes things’ll hurt 
But it’s hit me since you left us 
And it’s so hard not to search 
If you were still about 
I’d ask you what I’m supposed to do now 
I just get a bit scared every now 
I hope I made you proud 

We never went to church 
Just get on with work and sometimes things’ll hurt 
But it’s hit me since you left us 
And it’s so hard not to search 
But you used to tell me how 
You didn’t know what to do either now 
And then I’m not so scared, somehow 
Because I know that you’d be proud 

I got a good one for you dad, I’m going to see a 
Priest, a rabbi and a protestant clergyman. You always said 
I should hedge my bets.