Heavy Jacket lyrics - The Courteeners

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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