Falsetto

I didn’t want to be here
I never liked your dad ‘cos he never loved the fact
That you were you
And you liked to sing falsetto
Which real men shouldn’t do

I’m mumbling through the hymns
I can see him now belt that nonsense out beside you
As you try to find a way to sing
That makes this thing ring true

Jesus, Jesus I need love
Not stuff about having faith in God
And Jesus, that would be enough

Talk of doing things through duty
Did no one like this man? Even the priest seems glad he’s gone
So I watch you simply bearing it
Hoping it won’t last too long

Jesus, Jesus he needs love
Not stuff about having faith in God
And Jesus, that would be enough

If we're going to hell
We might as well enjoy the fall
Into love, into drugs
Into any kind of pleasure at all

So you sing the falsetto
Let it echo around the hall

Jesus, Jesus we need love
'Cause in the lack of it we fuck things up
And Jesus, we can't have enough