I am ready for my close-up today.
too long I've let my self-respect stand in my way.
well the prom queen's caught in the high beams
and the string's keen it's a big scene.

but when the house goes up in flames
no one emerges triumphantly from it.
when the scum begins to circle the drain
well, everybody loves a winner.

I spent eight hours in my makeup chair,
waxed my chest and shaved off all my hair.
well the fire's bright and the frame's tight.
try to get right while we've still got light
but when the house goes up in flames
no one emerges triumphantly from it.
when the scum begins to circle the drain
well, everybody loves a winner.

yeah, and the house goes up in flames
no one emerges triumphantly from it.
when the scum begins to circle the drain
everybody's gotta love a winner.