VERSE I
There's a black man with a black cat
livin' in a black neighbourhood
You know, he thinks he's got it so good
And there`s a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the evening slop.
And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin',
I can remember when you could stop a clock"
Oh, but ain't that Amer-i-ca, for you and me!-
Oh, but ain't that Amer-i-ca, somethin' to see, baby!
Oh, but ain't that Amer-i-ca, home of the free!---
Yeah, little pink houses for you and me,