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

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