The pandemonium is finally setting in You aren't a winner till someone says you are Smile like you have a chance to be beautiful and rich Ladies and gentlemen, come on down When no one knows your name Dolled up star shining for this show Make up, dressing rooms, seating plans, a construed web of vain This is, where ill, be blessed, god strikes with his microphone Complaining? Already? is the boat not big enough Just between, you and I, I don't think the camera's even on You think he sleeps the best at night Rolling in his money It doesn't matter put on your suit We got a lovely audience tonight Ouuu our character is flawed, by our desire to be best So if your seen walking down, I hope you're as immortal as your makeup team And oh what a shame it is, to shine like the cheap wax on your shoes Remember your seat number, and who sat next to you These moments get frozen in time they say And if you stop on your way backstage to look back with the deer in the headlight eyes Do not focus, but do not stare, when you turn your back on fame The ratings will drop The crowd will disown Put down the microphone Now you are left alone