Look around and you can seenMaybe things could be betternEvergreens haven't beennAll they promised they'd bennThere's hope there, there's fresh airnThere are trees in the citynStanding out from the backgroundnSaying things could be worsennChorus:nI wouldn't have thoughtnAnything living could grownHere what with the smokenThat I can smell on your clothesnThere's mud on your shoesnAnd there's dirt in your hairnStill maybe the treesnIn the city are still therennWe'll stand in the shadowsnOf that dirty great cathedralnDo you ever get the feeling?nThat you're being watchednnIf you're evil or wickednThen you won't know what hit younIt's there to remind younYou'd best watch your stepnnChorus x2n