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There's a black man, with a black cat Living in a black neighbourhood. He's got an interstate running through his front yard Ya know he thinks, he's got it so good. And there's a women, in the kitchen Cleaning up the evenin' slop. And he looks at her and says 'Hey darlin' I remember when you could stop a clock.' CHORUS Oh but ain't that America for you and me. Ain't that America something to see baby Ain't that America home of the free Little pinks houses for you and me. There's a young man, in a t-shirt Listenin' to a rock n roll station. He's got greasy hair, greasy smile He 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 dreams Just kinda came and went. REPEAT CHORUS SongtexteWell 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 ther'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 REPEAT CHORUS UNTIL FADE Aus Songtexte Mania