Pink Houses Songtext
von John Mellencamp

There′s a black man with a black cat
Livin' in a black neighborhood
He′s got a 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, "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


There's a young man in a t-shirt
Listenin' to a rockin′ rollin′ station
He's got a greasy hair and a sleazy smile
And says, "Lord, this must be my destination"
′Cause they told me when I was younger
Said, "Boy, you're gonna be president"
And 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, baby
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses 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
And the bills and the pills that kill us, here in America

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


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

You know um, you walk into a bar and people like to talk
And like, you overhear what they're sayin′, you know
And they're talkin′ about what? Talkin' about old times, right?
People just love to talk about old times
The only problem with old times, is you gotta be old to talk about ′em
I mean really, if you face it, right?
So, I think it's ah, appropriate that we end this evening with a song about-