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 X2