Verse 1 Number nine, step forward Turn around slowly Judges would like to see your teeth Judges would like to see you cry a little, but prettily Chorus Smile, smile, smile like you mean it Smile till the blood goes to your face Pageant of the damned, pageant of the damned Everybody gets a ribbon, everybody gets a place Verse 2 Talent portion: I do what I’m told Interview portion: I say what I’m told Evening gown portion: it was my mother’s and it still has her shape in it Chorus Smile, smile, smile like you mean it Smile till the blood goes to your face Pageant of the damned, pageant of the damned Everybody gets a ribbon, everybody gets a place Bridge Scores are in Nine, nine, nine, and a ten for the hands They like the hands I keep them clasped I keep them clasped Final Chorus Smile, smile, smile like you mean it Smile till it splits at the corners Pageant of the damned, pageant of the damned Everybody gets a ribbon Everybody gets a place
