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Never Went to Church Lyrics
Two great European narcotics,
Alcohol and Christianity,
I know which one I prefer.
[chorus]
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]
On your birthday when mum passed the forks and spoons,
I'd 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'd put your hand up to 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,
I feel sad I can't hear you reciting it through,
I miss you, Dad, but I got nothin' to remind me of you,
[chorus]
[verse 2]
I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken,
I needed to pray or 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 i'd deal with the ache in my heart,
And for that, if God exists, I think 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,
Every time I interrupt someone like you used to,
When I do something like you, you'll be on my mind all through,
'Cause I forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you,
[chorus]
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 even now,
And then i'm not so scared somehow,
'Cause I know that you'd be proud.
I got a good one for you, Dad,
I'm gonna see priest, a rabbi and a protestant clergyman.
You always said I should hedge my bets.
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.
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'd 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'd put your hand up to 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,
I feel sad I can't hear you reciting it through,
I miss you, Dad, but I got nothin' to remind me of you,
I needed a break when your book about dreams was taken,
I needed to pray or 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 i'd deal with the ache in my heart,
And for that, if God exists, I think 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,
Every time I interrupt someone like you used to,
When I do something like you, you'll be on my mind all through,
'Cause I forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you,
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.
How you didn't know what to do even now,
And then i'm not so scared somehow,
'Cause I know that you'd be proud.
I'm gonna see priest, a rabbi and a protestant clergyman.
Song Info
Submitted by
insomniacuk On Mar 30, 2006
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best song on the new streets album... and obviously about his father's death and how it affected him
Yeah, this is my favorite off the album. I love the whole "'Cause I forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you,"
OMG I LOVE IT
its absolutly amazing - i've only actually heard it twice - but have cried my eyes out (like the crying so much it makes your face hurt) both times.
it means so much - mike s is a lege
this is the best streets song iv ever heard, its great.
its clearly about mikes dads death. hes saying how its so hard to get used to him not being around, and how much he misses him. "Sometimes I think so hard, I can't remember how your face looked,", i know the feeling, when you miss somebody so much that when you picture them you just cant conjour the image of their face. he is saying how his dad never left them anything to remind mike and his mum of him, but then he realises that 'you left me behind to remind me of you', meaning that he realises that his father will always be with hima s he is a part of him. and that he has parts of his father, "You'd put your hand up to interrupt the conversation with a, "But....", People say I interrupt people with the same look"
Finally, the title of this song i think is summed up and explained with the lines "I never cared about God when life was sailing on the calm, So I said i'd get my head down and i'd deal with the ache in my heart, And for that, if God exists, I think he'd pay me regard," meaning that when everything was ok he never followed God, and although now he feels he wants to seacrh for him to search for his guidance now his father is not there to guide him, he realises that he ahs never turned to God before, so he shouldnt now jst because he is hurt. and for that God will pay him regard for his bravery
I like that there is often no deeper meaning to Mike's songs. Not because they're topical fluff like 99% of American Hip-Hop, but because the music tells a story.
Mike did some dangerous stuff on this album...he opened a window into his heart, mind & soul. This is never more apparent than on tracks like this one, When you wasn't famous & pranging out...where he speaks of his drug addiction & you can't help but feel it has so much to do with his not really having dealt with his father's death which coincided with the release of AGDCFF so he had acclaim to turn to and everyone was just giving him stuff...drugs & sex specifically.
I like his philosophy though as it connects to 2 nations about how in the UK stars get paper sweeped, so he might as well tell the true story so all the papers can do is be redundant. Even still, his honesty is inspiring.
A great song. One of my favourites off the new album.
This is one of the best songs i've ever heard by the streets. It's obviously about dealing with his fathers death, & how he has nothing to remind him of his father, until he realises, he himself is the reminder, the way he interupts people as his father once did. 'cause i forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you' This song has such meaning & i love the line 'Sometimes I think so hard, I can't remember how your face looked' it's true how you can think so so hard of what someone's face looked like, & the harder you think, the further away the vision is. This song is truley wonderful & Cafrin's right. Mike is a complete legend. No one can compare to him.
The correct lyrics are: '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' & 'I panic and pace when I can't see [the right thing] to do'
i love that last line "I'm gonna see priest, a rabbi and a protestant clergyman.
You always said I should hedge my bets."
great song