At The Bottom of Everything Intro: We must talk in every telephone Get eaten off the web We must rip out all the epilogues in the books that we have read And in the face of every criminal Strapped firmly to a chair We must stare, we must stare, we must stare We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell And in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream We must sing, we must sing, we must sing It'll go like this: While my mother waters plants My father loads his guns He says death will give us back to god () Just like this setting sun is returned to this lonesome ocean And then they splashed into the deep blue sea It was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir Sing ecstatic with the whole We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul And in this endless race for property and privilege to be one We must run, we must run, we must run We must hang up in the belfry where the bats and moonlight laugh We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past And in the caverns of tomorrow With just our flashlights and our love We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge And then we'll get down there to the very bottom of everything () And we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it Oh my mornings coming back The whole world's waking up In the city buses are swimming past I'm happy just because I found out I'm really no one