Never Went To Church The Streets

[Intro: Mike Skinner]
Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity
I know which one I prefer

[Chorus: Mike Skinner, Laura Vane & The Wayne Hart Singers]
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

[Verse 1: Mike Skinner]
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 there's nothing of yours to hold or to 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
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 through the best advice you knew
And 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