Luyện nghe bài hát Ramona Moraga

As if isolation's not
Just try to and rise above it
Then you'll find out what all about
This is not my
This is not I represent
Participation's down my neck
There's no way I'm in
But still you're living in ...

Where there's nothing than meets the eye
A peaceful lie for vat-grown alcoholics
by adversity
Disjoint history
And pinned by boredom
In lowered trucks and concert
It's a great place for children and
It's a rural cage with no need for
The blind youth crawl insanely the nets
In of identity
They're already to
planned pregnancies and vocations
But you know
They don't
(Welcome to Del Taco, may I your order?)
All the of growing up
As if coping with it enough
You try to organize and rise it
Because you found out what it's all (bullsh ...)
This is not my
is not what I represent
Participation's breathing down my
There's no way I'm in
But still stuck living in ...

It won't let things
An upper-crust fairy tale for the and decent kids
of reality
Handed everything hatred to their G.T.I.
Ganja, and football games
the cops there to keep out all minorities
A quiet fraud buried in the
Where schooling exclusivity, intolerance and hypocrisy
And the sad is
You get used to it
Because high school, it never
Welcome to the
(You got a problem me?)
is not our community
This is not what we
ain't where it's at
There's no way giving in
Yet still we're stuck 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, ya from?)