Nighttime scene of a man and a cat on a sidewalk

There's a black man with a black cat Livin' in a black neighborhood He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard You know he thinks he's got it so good And there's a woman in the kitchen Cleanin' up the evenin' slop And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin' I can remember when you could stop a clock" Ah, but ain't that America for you and me? Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah Little pink houses for you and me Ooh yeah, for you and me Well, there's a young man in a t-shirt Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station He's got greasy hair, greasy smile He says, "Lord, this must be my destination" 'Cause they told me when I was younger Said, "Boy, you're gonna be president" But just like everything else those old crazy dreams Just kinda came and went