Performers standing in the stage
Living by the day, working for the wage
Entertainers and masters in command
Live by the mystery held up in their wands
Magicians and assistants are you ready to start?
The audience is waiting, gotta keep on pretending
It's all part of this act
Surprise them baby, time to bring on the arms
Time to put on some show, make them stand in awe
We live and we die, we come back just to lie
Gotta make them smile, make them applaud
Gotta win this war, survive, we sure can
Slowly make our entrance, stilettos and corsets
Whatever it takes, just to make it all work
Crushing lungs, killing pumps
Beauty in appearance, it all has a price
Just like secret store, members only, no need to knock at the door
Sure thing, eventually it all takes a toll
Make an ovation, we need some stimulation
Gotta support this addiction, keep them coming back for more
Watch as the curtain slowly falls
Nothing is forever, and it all eventually rots
Perish, we surely will, but meanwhile
Can't let them see us get old and bitter
And while the day ends... we're getting ready to work...
