Pink Houses

Pink Houses - MC Vintage

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 the evening slop

And he looks at her and says hey darling I can remember when

You could stop a clock

Ah 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 yeah

Little pink houses for you and me

Ooh yeah for you and me

Well there's a young man in a t-shirt

Listening to a rocking rolling station

He's got greasy hair 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

Ah 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 yeah

Little pink houses for you and me

Ah yeah 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 for the thrills the bills

The pills that kill

Ah 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 yeah

Little pink houses for you and me

Ooh yeah

Ain't that America for you and me

Ain't that America hey something to see baby

Ain't that America oh the home of the free

Little pink houses babe for you and me

Ooh yeah ooh yeah ooh yeah yeah ooh yeah