Luyện nghe bài hát Pink Houses

There's a black man with a cat
in a black neighborhood
He's got an interstate runnin' through his yard
You know he thinks he's got it so good

And there's a in the kitchen
up the evenin' slop
And he looks at her and
"Hey darlin', I can remember
You could a clock"

Oh, but that America for you and me
Ain't that America to see, baby
that America home of the free
Little houses for you and me

There's a man in a t-shirt
to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got hair, greasy smile
He says, "Lord, must be my destination"

'Cause they told me when I was
"Boy, gonna be president"
But just like everything else those old dreams
kinda came and went

Oh, but that America for you and me
Ain't that somethin' to see, baby
Ain't that America home of the
Little houses for you and me

Well, there's people and people
What do they know, know,
Go to work in high rise
And vacation down at the of Mexico

Ooh yeah, and there's and there's losers
But they ain't no big
'Cause the man baby pays for the thrills
The bills, the that kill

Oh, but ain't that for you and me
Ain't America somethin' to see, baby
Ain't America home of the free
Little houses for you and me