Ode to Matthew Broderick - Bloops

Lyrics below. The parts in parentheses are supposed to represent his inner demons, or the way he sees the public reacting to him, or, I don't know what else. In the lyrics, I left out a couple of the sound effects that Nathan provided - the sigh and the gunshot. So just keep your ear out for 'em, k?

Lyrics:

Matthew Broderick, Matthew Broderick
Rest your sick and tired head
Feel under-appreciated, feeling hated
Losing your cred

Matthew Broderick, Matthew Broderick
Letting loose another sigh
Bored with fame, yet desiring a name
Not synonymous with 1985

Matthew, dont worry
Youll have the last laught (Oh, uh uh)
You will show them, oh oh
(Who are you kidding?)

Matthew, youre special
You will succeed (Oh, uh uh)
People love you, yeah yeah
(Who are you kidding?)

I dont know what I want
I dont know who I am
I dont know what I want to be
What do you expect from me?

Matthew Broderick, Matthew Broderick
Over-shadowed by his wife
Faking smiles, feigning interest-
what a quiet, desperate life

Matthew Broderick, Matthew Broderick
Can you hear him sigh again?
Always dreaming, always thinking
Of what might have been

Matthew, dont worry
Youll have the last laugh (Oh, uh uh)
You will show them, oh oh
(Who are you kidding?)

Matthew, youre special
You will succeed (Oh, uh uh)
People love you, yeah yeah
(Who are you kidding?)

I dont know what I want
I dont know who I am
I dont know what I want to be
What do you expect from me?

Ill go home..
This partys a bore..
I dont think
I can take anymore..
You stay here.
Its fine, dear.
I really dont care
(Who are you kidding?)

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