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