Pink Houses Lyrics

Pink Houses lyrics

There's a black man with a black cat
Living in a black neighbourhood
He's
got an interstate runnin' through his front yard
You know, he think, that
he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the
evening slop
And he looks at her and says: "Hey darling, I can remember when
you could stop a clock"

CHORUS:
Oh but ain't that America for you and
me
Ain't that America we're someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home
of the free
Little pink houses for you and me

Well there's a young man
in a t-shirt
Listening to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got a greasy
hair, greasy smile
He says: "Lord, this must be my destination"
'Cuz they
told me, when I was younger
"Boy, you're gonna be president"
But just like
everyting else, those old crazy dreams
Just kinda came and
went

CHORUS:
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that
America we're someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the
free
Little pink houses 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
Ohhh Yeah
And there's winners, and
there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
'Cuz the simple man baby pays
for the thrills,
The bills and the pills that kill

CHORUS:
Oh but
ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're someting to see
baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink houses for you and
me

Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're
someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink
houses for you and me