Pretti/Good

There's a thickness in the air
And we're all out of breath
Not only from the tear gas
Or blowing whistles for our friends

If you're asking how we're doing
In our frozen neighborhoods

We're Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good

And with the last words of a poet
That we all heard so clear
And the last actions of a helper
Standing in the face of fear

History will tell our story
And you'll know right where we stood

With Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good

And the children who are wailing
Have been spending all their tears
With nobody to hold them
'Cause their family disappeared

So, if you wonder how it's going
Well it's nothing like it should

Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good, Pretti/Good