Babyland - Ramona Moraga lyrics

The geography of growing up
As if isolation´s not enough
Just try to organize & rise above it
Then you will find out what it is all about
This isn´t my community
This isn´t what I represent
Participation´s breathing down my neck
Theres no way I am giving in
But still you are stuck living in ...
Ramona
Where there isn´thing more than meets the eye
A peaceful lie for vat-grown teenage alcoholics
Unchallenged by adversity
Disjoint from history
And pinned down by boredom
In lowered trucks & concert shirts
It is a great place for children & pets
It is a rural cage with no need for walls
The blind youth crawl insanely towards the nets
In search of identity
They are already condemned to
Poorly planned pregnancies & vocations
But you know what
They do not want
(Welcome to Del Taco, may I take your order?)
All the politics of growing up
As if coping with it aint enough
You try to organize & rise above it
Because you found out what it is all about (bullsh ...)
This isn´t my community
This isn´t what I represent
Participation´s breathing down my neck
Theres no way I am giving in
But still you are stuck living in ...
Moraga
It wouldn´t let things change
An upper-crust fairy tale for the popular & decent kids
Ignorant of reality
Handed everything from hatred to their G.T.I.
Ganja, kegs & football games
With the cops there to keep out all minorities
A quiet fraud buried in the hills
Where schooling means exclusivity, intolerance & hypocrisy
And the sad thing´s
You better get used to it
Because high school, it never ends
Welcome to the system
(You got a problem with me?)
This isn´t our community
This isn´t what we represent
Participation aint where it is at
Theres no way we are giving in
Yet still we are stuck living in
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
(Hey, where´re ya from?)

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