Eric Burdon & The Animals - White Houses lyrics

White houses in neat little rows Contrasting against the sky Tumbled down black shacks over the tracks Children so hungry they could cry The chrome, the steel, the metal dream Leaving the teepee to rot The escapist young mind, left behind Saving dimes for community pot You better get straight Better, better get straight I feel you better get straight right now Better get straight babe They're crying out for love All the time But they fail to see the neighbors eyes The TV is on, 6 o clock news And channels in full colored lies The company meets, the president speaks He's young but his bones creak Young girl dresses for the highschool dance And the guy next door is dying for a beat Get straight You better, yes you better get straight babe Did you hear what I said? I said to you, that you, you better get straight They put a bible in a drawer Of the motel room And it's crying out to be read But it stays right there, collecting dust No one understands what's being said Lovers make love in country boxes What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that it's wrong But they don't give a damn Soon another life it will bring You better get straight babe Yeah, you better get straight baby