Pink Houses - John Mellencamp

There's a black man with a black cat

Livin' in a black neighborhood

He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard

You know he thinks he's got it so good

And there's a woman in the kitchen

Cleanin' up the evenin' slop

And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember when

You could stop a clock"

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?

Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby

Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah

Little pink houses for you and me

Ooh yeah, for you and me

Well, there's a young man in a t-shirt

Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station

He's got greasy hair, greasy smile

He says, "Lord this must be my destination"

'Cause they told me when I was younger

Said, "Boy, you're gonna be president"

But just like everything else those old crazy dreams

Just kinda came and went

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?

Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby

Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah

Little pink houses for you and me

Ah, yeah, baby, for you and me

Well, there's people and more people

What do they know know know?

Go to work in some high rise

And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico, ooh yeah

And there's winners and there's losers

But they ain't no big deal

'Cause the simple man, baby, pays for the thrills, the bills

The pills that kill

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?

Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby

Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah

Little pink houses for you and me, ooh

Ooh yeah

Ain't that America for you and me?

Ain't that America? Hey, somethin' to see, baby

Ain't that America? Oh, the home of the free

Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Little pink houses, babe, for you and me

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah