We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, Machine gun hand We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive.īorn down in a dead man's town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground End up like a dog that's been beat too much 'Til you spend half your life just covering upīorn in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A Born in the U.S.A I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
#Lyrics to pink houses free#
Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. There's colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can. Mind blown for the day.Ībsolutely! It was a clear rubuke to Bush and the Gulf War. I mean, with "Born In The USA" is well known to be counter to the Grown-Old Party's wishful meaning, but this song is still in use as a pro-USA feelgood song. Well 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 went 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 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 Ooo yeah And 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 kill 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, ooo, ooo yeah Ain'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 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 me And they are absolutely inapplicable to today's environment /s.
And of course, the more "Frat Life USA! USA!" lines are famous in ad jingles. I'll admit I always knew the song had an element of sarcasm but hadn't paid much attention.
Long time rocker, not a ton of love for JM but after so many years hes unavoidable and I figure it's still a good song to study and I like being able to support RS.
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