Look around and you can see
Maybe things could be better
Evergreens haven't been
All they promised they'd be
There's hope there, there's fresh air
There are trees in the city
Standing out from the background
Saying things could be worse
I wouldn't have thought
Anything living could grow
Here what with the smoke
That I can smell on your clothes
There's mud on your shoes
And there's dirt in your hair
Still maybe the trees
In the city are still there
We'll stand in the shadows
Of that dirty great cathedral
Do you ever get the feeling?
That you're being watched
If you're evil or wicked
Then you won't know what hit you
It's there to remind you
You'd best watch your step

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