Lyrics: Fred Ebb
Music: John Kander
Now look, in a few minutes there'll be a whole bunch of photographers and reporters,
and that sob sister from the Evening Star is coming.
I don't figure we'll have any trouble with her.
She'll swallow hook, line and sinker.
Her name is Mary Sunshine.
When I was a tiny tot of maybe two or three
I can still remember what my mother said to me...
Place rose colored glasses on your nose
And you will see the robins not the crows
For in the tense and tangled web our weary lives can weave
You're so much better off if you believe....
That there's a little bit of good in everyone
In everyone you'll ever know
Yes, there's a little bit of good in everyone
Though many times, it doesn't show
It only takes the taking time with one another
For under every mean veneer
there's someone warm and dear
Keep looking....
For that bit of good in everyone
The ones we call bad
Are never all bad
So try to find that little bit of good
Just little little bit of good
Is someone warm and dear
Keep looking...
For that little bit of good in everyone
Although you meet rats
They're not complete rats
So try to find that little bit of good!