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Ramona Moraga Lyrics - Singles - Babyland

As if isolation's not enough 

Just try to organize and rise above it 

Then you'll find out what it's all about 

This is not my community 

This is not what I represent 

Participation's breathing down my neck 

There's no way I'm giving in 

But still you're stuck living in ... 

Ramona 

Where there's nothing 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 and concert shirts 

It's a great place for children and pets 

It's a rural cage with no need for walls 

The blind youth crawl insanely towards the nets 

In search of identity 

They're already condemned to 

Poorly planned pregnancies and vocations 

But you know what 

They don't want 

(Welcome to Del Taco, may I take your order?) 

All the politics of growing up 

As if coping with it ain't enough 

You try to organize and rise above it 

Because you found out what it's all about (bullsh ...) 

This is not my community 

This is not what I represent 

Participation's breathing down my neck 

There's no way I'm giving in 

But still you're stuck living in ... 

Moraga 

It won't let things change 

An upper-crust fairy tale for the popular and decent kids 

Ignorant of reality 

Handed everything from hatred to their G.T.I. 

Ganja, kegs and football games 

With the cops there to keep out all minorities 

A quiet fraud buried in the hills 

Where schooling means exclusivity, intolerance and hypocrisy 

And the sad thing is 

You better get used to it 

Because high school, it never ends 

Welcome to the system 

(You got a problem with me?) 

This is not our community 

This is not what we represent 

Participation ain't where it's at 

There's no way we're giving in 

Yet still we're 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?)