Lyrics provided by https://damnlyrics.com/ ---Pink Houses (Album Version)--- --John Mellencamp-- There's a black man with a black cat Living in a black neighborhood He's got an interstate running' through his front yard You know, he thinks, he's got it so good And there's a woman in the kitchen cleaning' up evening slop And he looks at her and says: "Hey darling, I can remember when you could stop a clock"Oh but ain't that America, for you and me Ain't that America, we're something to see baby Ain't that America, home of the free, yeah Little pink houses for you and me, oh for you and meWell there's a young man in a T-shirt Listenin' to a rock 'n' roll station He's got a greasy hair, greasy smile He says: "Lord, this must be my destination" 'Cause they told me, when I was younger Sayin' "Boy, you're gonna be president" But just like everything else, those old crazy dreams Just kinda came and wentOh but ain't that America, for you and me Ain't that America, we're something to see baby Ain't that America, home of the free, yeah Little pink houses, for you and me, oh baby for you and meWell 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 Ooo yeahAnd there's winners, and there's losers But they ain't no big deal 'Cause the simple man baby pays the thrills, The bills and the pills that killOh but ain't that America, for you and me Ain't that America, we're something to see baby Ain't that America, home of the free, yeah Little pink houses for you and me, ooo, ooo yeahAin't that America, for you and me Ain't that America, hey we're something to see baby Ain't that America, oh the home of the free, Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Little pink houses babe for you and me, ooo yeah ooo yeah Songwriters John MellencampPublished by Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.