In The Ghetto...

A long time ago...
In a galaxy far far away
A poor little stormtrooper is born
In the ghetto
And Han Solo cries
cause if theres one thing that he don't need
Its another freakin' stormtrooper to breed
In the ghetto

Luke, understand don't you
Stormtroopers a helping hand need
Or hell, an angry Jedi grow some day to be
Take a look at you and me,
Are too blind we to see,
Do simply turn our heads we
And the other way look?


Well the world turns
And a hungry stormtrooper with a runny nose
Drives a spaceship fast as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his laser burns
So he starts to roam the death star at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
With Darth Vader

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
On Tattooine