My father used to say
‘Don’t be stupid, can’t you see
How can there be a god
When it rains at half past 3?’
His theory was that if
A god indeed exists
Why would he make it piss
On all the parents and their kids?
Why would he make it rain?
Why would god make it rain on us?
Why would he make it rain?
Why would god make it -
I took all of his plays
And went to Shakespeare’s grave
I got down on my knees
I raised my hands and prayed
I don’t believe in god
But I know no other way
How do you say thanks
Cos I know no other way my love
I raised my hands and prayed
I know no other way my love
I raised my hands and prayed
I know no other way my love
I went to Friary Park
Stayed till it got dark my love
I watched the sun go down below
And stayed till once again it rose
Just me, this pen and spliffs to smoke
I never have felt more alone
I never have felt more alone
I never, never –
‘I just needed to do this!’