We're All Theme Parks Lyrics

"wake up at four, clear your head, pull yourself off the floor"
are the things that i am telling my self as i'm preparing to start selling myself.
"pack my bags, grab my keys and spill out to the street"
it's time to go to work. the dj starts to play my song as i'm mouthing the words and adjusting my skirt
and don't you know the very second that i hear my name i'm owning the stage and taking my place
among the royalty, the kings and queens of dirty luxury
they sing...

you're not getting paid yet, professional train wreck.
dance for the dollars cause you know you deserve them.
better use your paycheck, professional train wreck
to buy your way out of this town before it eats you alive.

call me confetti, i'm a beautiful mess.
but don't you know the lights keep calling me, calling me, calling me
call me an accident, you know i'm a wreck
but that doesn't seem to be stopping me, stopping me
no, i am oh, oh, oh sorry won't fuck you not in bed or in business.
i'm sure that you already know, soon as i get you i'll fall out of love with this
and each and every king and queen will sing...

you're not getting paid yet, professional train wreck.
dance for the dollars cause you know you deserve them.
better use your paycheck, professional train wreck
to buy your way out of this town before it eats you alive.