Plan B - I Don't Hate You lyrics

Yeah what's up man? How longs
It been? How longs
It been Dad? I don't know i'd say about

16 years since you went searching
For the holy ghost
And got lost along the way
Like money in the post
Holier than most is how you used to act
Walking round with your Bible spitting out
Quotes like they were facts paint it black
Men women children as well
If you don't worship god then
You're going to hell
Always had to take it one step
Further you couldn't just pray nope's
Had to shove it down peoples
Throats like gay blokes
Like that Basement Jaxx song
Where's your head at
When did you lose your mind same
Time your hair fell out
And your beard started to grow
Grey hairs started to show
Or was it when you started
Speaking in tongue on road
I was only 6 years old how could
You subject me to that shit
Verbal syphilis complete fucking gibberish
I was sick of it but too afraid to say
Only saw you once a fortnight at of all
Of them you had to choose that day
To Bible bash evangelising in the street
Looking like a tramp who collected trash
Even though you was brass you could
Have tried to look normal
Even if you was fucked in
Your head it's awful
I know but I'm glad you done
A disappearing act screw you
How could I ever introduce anyone to you
Baby this my dad he's a religious nut
("oh, hello what the fuck!")

I don't hate you I don't love you neither
You mean nothing to me
Your just another geezer i won't hit you
Still I won't hug you neither
If we ever meet again cold is
How I'm gonna treat ya

When we talk about your antics now
There always met with laughter
"Did he really used to make you pray
Before you ate a mars bar?"
Yes every time we put something in our
Mouths we had to pray to Jesus
Why the fuck you think I
Never used to eat Malteaser's
I slag you off now and don't
Feel bad about it afterwards
Just like all the other kids
Abandoned by their fathers "i hate my dad
Homer Simpson look-a-like fat bastard!"
Yeah, well at least you weren't
Stuck with Ned Flanders
Who the fuck was I supposed
To go to for answers?
Hey mum what's this sticky
Shit in my pyjamas?
You weren't around to teach me shit
Sold your own kids for some bitch
And no one's seen you since
But, I bet you turn up
When I'm rich chatting shit
Like it weren't your fault
Probably blame it on your bitch
Cause your bitch minds warped
We could here it in her voice every
Time she talked me and Lauren
Were young but we weren't dumb we
Knew what was going on
First time I met her when she
Was just your wife to be
I remember that something just didn't
Seem right to me
From what I could see it was simple and plain
She had you under manners like
A dog on a chain
Sometimes I used to wonder where you
Were and why you left
Was it all because of her or
What you thought was best
But times have changed and I'm used
To you not being there
So now I no longer wonder nor do I care
You could be dead for all I know
Even more fucked up in your
Head for all I know
Cause all I really know is that
You left without saying bye
And ain't ever looked back since
Yes there was a time you could have built
A bridge but now the gaps to great
And you might find if you try
It'll jus collapse under the weight
Cause now it's far too late
Cause we all grown up
How can you be part of our lives
Now when you've missed so much (that's why)


You can't run away from your past
Cause your past is hereditary
The blood that courses through my
Veins is your legacy
And will probably be the only thing
Ever left to me from you cause just like you
I myself have been gifted
With a musical talent
Except I go by the name of
Ben Drew not Paul Ballance
You lived your life like your
Namesake hung in the balance
Then you fell off the wagon and now
The only thing that's apparent is
You ain't half the man you used to be
But, I am more than you could ever be
Cause you could never see the
World as I see it
Where as you try to be something
You ain't i be it and real fast your past is
Coming back to haunt you
Its gods will that such a big
Mistake like me should taunt you daunt you
Like a nervous feeling in your gut
I call it fate
But, you can call it whatever
The fuck you want
You're just a lost little boy so
Here's one less worry for ya
I don't hate you i just feel sorry for ya
In fact I pity you i got so much shit on you
If I saw you on the street
I wouldn't even spit on you
But, I don't hate you
Hating takes too much effort
And you ain't worth the fucking time of day
As for love, that went when you went
Long ago