My name is Matthew McDell
What are you doing? I said incredible, not weird
My pronouns are he/him and my last school was a shit show.
My ex-boyfriend fucked a couch cushion
His name is Matthew McDell, his pronouns are he/him.
His last school was a shit show
And his ex-boyfriend fucked a couch cushion
Oh, My God, Matthew! You’re doing it!
Keep singing, we need a song in the premier!
It’s gonna be glorious, it’s gonna be grand
This boy has found his people, yes he’s made it to the promise land
In this castle you can be a king or a sad and lowly pawn
Yes, Big Mouth’s going to high school
We’re finally moving on
Some, like lambs to slaughter, will be helpless and afraid (lambs to slaughter)
While those with a killer’s instinct
will understand how the game is played (play the game)
Some will never outrun misery no matter how they try
Still Big Mouth’s going to high school
Yes, we’ve milked middle school dry
There’s fortune for the lucky few
and the life they’ve always craved
Some will suffer, longing for so much more (so much more)
Others still flounder dumb and blind to escape a life depraved
All these little twits would lose their shit if they knew what lay in store
Some will find a brand new life in the belly of the beast
That will bring them sweet salvation or grim demise (demise, demise)
It’s gonna be a whole new shit show
We’re gonna blow some brand-new loads
On a bold adventure we’ll embark, until the day we jump the shark
The Big Mouth kids are moving on to high school! (high school)
But not for nine more episodes
Not for nine more episodes!