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.