. . . Monday January 19, 2009

Houses, Pink and White

Can you imagine a song like Pink Houses, which is a far cry from the usual candy-coating of the American experience that we get at political events, being sung at an inaugural event? And yet Mellencamp serenaded Obama and a few hundred thousand others with it during a concert at the Lincoln Memorial (This Land is Your Land and American Pie were also featured). Maybe we really are entering a period when we get real.

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 that 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.”


Oh 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
Little pink houses for you and me

There’s a young man in a T-shirt
Listenin’ to a rock-and-roll station
He’s got greasy hair, greasy smile
He says, “Lord this must be my destination.”
‘Cause they told me when I was younger
“Boy you’re gonna be president.”
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams
Just kinda came and went


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
Ooh yeah
And there’s winners and there’s losers
But they ain’t no big deal
‘Cause the simple man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,
the pills that kill


Concentration is important!