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You're on the coattails
Of a keen old bastard
You want to go slowly
He needs to go faster
Growing shoulders
From holding doors
Teach you every single thing you know
And now you're starting wars
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
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I think I'll swerve
Your narrative curve
If that is quite alright with you
Cause you might have hit a nerve
And here come the silver spoons
On the silver screen
Where's our next Caroline Aherne?
The best we've ever seen
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
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Fake creative
Fake crusader
Boring, plastic, bubble gum
Holistic imitator
Don't get me started
On the lifestyle engineers
Wake up one day with Van Gough's hands
But nothin between the ear
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
This is not your home anymore
Reaping what you sow Mon amour
This is not your home anymore
