Written by: John MellencampThere's a black man with a black cat livin' in a black neighborhoodHe's got an interstate runnin' through his front yardYou know he thinks that he's got it so goodAnd there's a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the evenin' slopAnd he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember whenYou could stop a clock."CHORUS:Oh but ain't that America for you and meAin't that America somethin' to see babyAin't that America home of the freeLittle pink houses for you and meThere's a young man in a t-shirtListenin' to a rockin' rollin' stationHe's got greasy hair, greasy smileHe says, "Lord this must be my destination."'Cause they told me when I was younger"Boy you're gonna be president."But just like everything else those old crazy dreamsJust kinda came and wentCHORUSWell there's people and more peopleWhat do they know know knowGo to work in some high riseAnd vacation down at the Gulf of MexicoOoh yeahAnd there's winners and there's losersBut they ain't no big deal'Cause the simple man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,The pills that killCHORUS
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