Bora - Ghetto lyrics

is this another j** syndrome infected movement with some ideas to claw hold of? fed and grown out of own miserable existence just like a dog barking mad till chain attached what are we to do with what do we have when we are off the chain? where are we to appear with all the nice idea(l)s to be put into practice when all we do is blindly following our little leaders? when do we back ourselves singing, dancing and screaming 'more than music' catchwords what do we mean? and do we mean at all? what are we to do with what do we have when we are off the chain? where are we to appear with all the nice idea(l)s to be put into practice till we blind consume ideas we are just the same we are just the same sort of what we fight against! till we do not acknoledge that we build those ourselves we fight the mils of our lifes we never gonna win cuz we do still ignore ourselves... the mils are in our heads... and we are in our heads... and our heads are tame... we build ourselves the ghetto to survive, the ghetto to backup our lack of faith in our ideals and our dreams we build us ghetto to escape the truth, to give ourselves reasons and make our struggles easy and impress... when crop is ripe, are we to cook the bread? when crapper full are we to clean out sh**?