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Letra : Pink Houses (Live)

Are you ready?
No, no, goddamn it, are you ready?
One, two, three, four

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

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, babe
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Oh, yeah

Therе's a young man in a t-shirt
Listenin' to a rock and roll station
He's got greasy hair and slеazy smile
And says, "Lord, this must be my destination"

'Cause they told me when I was younger
Said, "Boy, you gon' be president"
Just like everything else, those old crazy dreams
Kinda came and went

Oh, but ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babe
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Oh, yeah

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

And there's winners and there's losers
But that ain't no big deal
'Cause the simple man, baby, pays for the thrills
And the bills and the pills that kill

Oh, but ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babe
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Oh, yeah
Ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babe
Ain't that America? Home of the free
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little pink houses, baby, for you and me

Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah