Lyrics:

Well, 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'

Oh, 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
Oh, yeah, for you and me (Hey)

Well, there's a young man in a T-shirt
Listen to a rockin', rollin' station
He's got greasy hair and 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

Oh, 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
Oh, 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 the thrills
The bills, the pills that kill

Oh, 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, well, somethin' to see, baby?
Ain't that America, oh, the home of the free?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little pink houses, baby, for you and me

Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah