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There's a black man with a black cat livin' in a neighborhood
He's got an interstate through his front yard
You know he thinks he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the cleanin' up the evenin' slop
And he at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember when
you could a clock."

Oh but ain't America for you and me
Ain't that America somethin' to see
Ain't America home of the free
Little houses for you and me
There's a young man in a
to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got greasy hair, greasy
He says, "Lord must be my destination."
they told me when I was younger
"Boy gonna be president."
But just like everything those old crazy dreams
kinda came and went
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Well there's people and people
What do they know know
Go to work in some high
And vacation down at the Gulf of
Ooh
And ther's and there's losers
But they ain't no big
'Cause the man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,
the pills kill
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