Bottomliners

Great lines of numbers

All bright and shiny

All through the ether

Some huge, some tiny

All through the ether

From France to China

Unite the people

All bottomliners

Some brass, some paper

Some gold, some silver

Some full of promise

Some full of anger

In ranks of thousands

They fall and stumble

All bottomliners

We make the number

And in the future

New forms of romance

Grenade and land mine

In twilit silence

With hands that tremble

And lives that flounder

All bottomliners

All undergrounders

All undergrounders

All undergrounders

All undergrounders