The Bottom Line

Gentlemen, we need to sell more papers

There's an answer right before your eyes

But you're just not thinking this through

Nunzio knows

When he's cutting my hair

Trim a bit here

And then trim a bit there

Just a modest adjustment

Can fatten the bottom line

What if we cut back personnel?

How about a few salary trims?

We could lower the price of the paper

Bankrupting me even faster!

Let me try again

Shaving is tricky

The razor should float

Shave me too close

And you may slit my throat

It's the simplest solutions

That bolster the bottom line

I've got it!

If we charge the newsies

Sixty cents per hundred instead of fifty-

They'd have to sell ten more papers

Just to earn the same amount as always

My thought exactly

It's genius

It's gonna be awfully rough on those children

They will be learning a real life lesson in economics

I couldn't offer them a better education if they were my own!

Give me a week and I'll train them to be

Like an army that's marching to war

Proud of themselves and so grateful to me

They'll be begging to pay even more!

When there's dirt on our shoes, boys

For God's sake, relax!

Why throw them out?

All we need is some wax

Listen well to these barbershop lessons

For they'll see you through

When you're stuck in the muck, you'll be fine

You'll erase any trace of decline

With a trim

And a snip

And a shine

And the power of the press

Yes - once again is mine!

The price for the newsies goes up in the morning!

Just a few common cents, gents

That's the bottom line!

(Every new outcome, it's income for you)

(Thanks to that bottom line!)