For Plastic Rings and Finalists

This city demands
Talent that never ages,
So take your hand from the keys
And step back, step twice.
Because you're never selling out
Not while the glitter is spelling out

'Hey kid, newest starlet,
Stain your leather and plush.
Do what you want because it's the glitz
And we'll pay for everything.'

So hey kid, newest sensation,
Did they tell you who's boss?
Well, the city's alive,
The city's growing in its glamour
And we don't sleep,
While we're ruling the streets

Move your body to the bass line
And the neon bright and gold dust rich,
Smile your good luck and classic diamonds.
Because the city owns you
For as long as the contract holds up.
So keep your talent fresh
And make sure to hide your tracks.

So hey kid, newest rockstar,
Meet your wanna-be misses
The platinum hits,
The breathy sighs.
Complete your circles
And the city is burning.