Jude Cole Joe
I go to church on Sunday morning Come home and beat my wife My name is Joe, and you know me I've lived here all of my (damn) life What a life I've got this pain I cannot speak of I'm not so bad as people say Got two kids who look like angels But sometimes Sometimes I wish they'd fly away Life is good, you know we're lucky Living in the U.S.A. We've got everything we ever dreamed of Darling, I don't know why I don't know why I act this way My next-door neighbor's got a problem He works (so) hard, it don't seem fair His wife's a teacher at the grade school And we've been having this affair I've been a son, I've been a soldier I've thrown the football in the rain The blood of murderers and millionaires is pounding Pounding, pounding through my veins But life is good, you know we're lucky Living in the U.S. of A. And we got everything we ever dreamed of Baby, I don't know why I don't know why I act this way Kennedy was in the White House We were children in the sun Smoking candy cigarettes Cowboys and Indians with toy guns Some nights I go down to the basement With thoughts I do not understand A Purple Heart and a loaded pistol, and I just hold 'em Hold 'em in my hands Life is good, you know we're lucky 'Cause baby, this is the U.S.A. And we got everything we ever dreamed of Darling, I don't know why No, I don't know why I act this way I don't know why I act this way No, I don't know why I act this way
