Two great European narcotics,
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Alcohol and Christianity,
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I know which one I prefer
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We never went to church,
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Just get on with work and sometimes things'll hurt,
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But it's hit me since you left us,
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And it's so hard not to search.
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If you were still about,
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I'd ask you what I'm supposed to do now,
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I just get a bit scared,
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Every now,
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Hope I made you proud.
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On your birthday when mom passed the forks and spoons,
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I put my head on the table I was so distraught with you,
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You tidied your things into the bin,
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The more poorly you grew,
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So there's nothing of yours to hold or to talk to.
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Put your hand up and interrupt the conversation with a, but..
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People say I interrupt people with the same look.
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Sometimes I think so hard I can't remember how your face looked,
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Started reading about dreams in your favourite book.
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Panic and pace when I can't see the right thing to do.
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You'd be scratching your head through the best advice you knew.
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And I feel sad I can't hear you reciting it through,
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I miss you dad but I've got nothing to remind me of you
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[Chorus]
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I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken,
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I needed to pray or see a priest that day,
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I needed to leave this trade and just heave it away.
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But I cleaned up my place like you so I could see things straight.
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I never cared about God when life was sailin' in the calm,
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So I said I'd get my head down and I'd deal with the ache in my heart,
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And for that if God exists I'd reckon he'd pay me regard,
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Mom says me and you are the same from the start.
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I guess than you did leave me something to remind me of you,
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Everytime I interrupt someone like you used to,
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When I do something like you you'll be on my mind or through,
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'Cause I forgot you left me behind to remind me of you.
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[Chorus x2]
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But you you still tell me how you didn't know what to do even now,
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And then I'm not so scared somehow,
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'Cause I know that you'd be proud.
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I got a good one for you dad,
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I'm gonna see a priest, a Rabbi and a Protestant clergyman,
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You always said I should hedge my bets.
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Never Went To Church
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The Streets |