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