Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bonnie Milligan
Vocals
Victoria Clark
Vocals
Justin Cooley
Vocals
Michael Iskander
Vocals
Olivia Elease Hardy
Vocals
Fernell Hogan
Vocals
Nina White
Vocals
Brian Ge
Keyboards
Jeff Allen
Bass
Clara Kennedy
Cello
Chris Fenwick
Keyboards
Shannon Ford
Drums
Andrew Zinsmeister
Guitar
Greg Riley
Reeds
JULIE PACHECO
Reeds
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeanine Tesori
Composer
David Lindsay-Abaire
Lyrics
John Clancy
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeanine Tesori
Producer
John Clancy
Producer
Carlos Mora
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Teng Chen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Oscar Zambrano
Mastering Engineer
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
David Stone
Producer
Lyrics
Alright listen, this mailbox is filled with checks
Which we’re gonna retrieve and wipe clean
Isn’t that check fraud?
I mean, what even is “check fraud?”
It’s the fraudulent use of checks
Merriam Webster over here
Okay, let’s review “How to Wash a Check”
Tie the fish-line
Open the mailbox
Drop the glue-trap
Get a bite
Pull the line up
Take the check out
Make a copy
Do it right
Or nobody gets what they want
Nobody gets what they want
Sing it
Nobody gets what they want
In harmony
Nobody gets what they want
Okay, next steps
Soak the checky
In the solvent
Where’d the ink go?
Outta sight
Dry the check off
Forge the Hancock
“To Seth Weetis”
Wait, what?
Do it right
Did you say Seth Wee—
Or everybody ends up in jail
Oh God
Everybody ends up in jail
Tell me
Everybody ends up in jail
Remind me
Everybody ends up in jail
Good, now you do it
Tie the fish line
Right
Open the mailbox
Good
Now the glue trap
You didn’t peel it
Where’s the fish line?
What are you doing?
The line is tangled
Jesus
These fumes are strong
What is happening?
Who has the glue trap?
I can’t peel it
If you guys cock this up
Nobody gets what they want
Nobody gets what they want
Nobody gets what they want
Can’t I just reach in the mailbox? My arms are pretty skinny
No, just do it like I said
Got the fish line
Got the glue trap
Hand it over
It’s so sticky
I think my arm’s stuck
What?
Inside the mailbox?
Oh shit, his arm’s stuck
Stuck in the mailbox
I said not to do that
Stuck in the mailbox
I’m sorry
Pull it out
I can’t
Try to relax
It’s eating my arm
The glue trap is stuck to my head
How did you—?
The glue trap is stuck to my head
The glue trap is stuck to her head
Of course it is
The mailbox is eating my arm
Kill me
The mailbox is eating
The glue trap is stuck to
Everybody’s going to jail
Everybody’s going to jail, sing it
Everybody’s going to jail
You know what? You’re terrible at this
Maybe I should’ve recruited the Show Choir from West Orange
No, we are better than West Orange
We can do this, you guys! Tenor! Alto! Bass! Watch!
Tie the fish-line
Open the mailbox
Drop the glue-trap
Get a bite
Pull the line up
Take the check out
Make a copy
Do it right
You’re getting my hopes up
Soak the checky, soak the checky, soak the checky
Aloha
In the solvent, in the solvent, in the solvent
Mahalo
Where’d the ink go? Where’d the ink go? Where’d the ink go?
I'm gonna learn to hula on Waikiki Beach
Outta sight, outta sight, outta sight
Dry the check off, dry the check off, dry the check off
Forge the Hancock, forge the Hancock, forge the Hancock
“To Seth Weetis,” “To Seth Weetis,” “To Seth Weetis”
We did it right
I knew you would
Yay!
Then you get the costumes you need
Oh, whoa! We get the costumes we need
Yeah, and Kim gets a family trip
Oh, whoa! Kim gets a family trip
And I get to Waikiki Beach
Oh, whoa! And you get to Waikiki Beach
And Seth gets
Oh, I don’t really need anyth—
Doesn’t matter
Everybody gets what they want, yeah
Everybody gets what they want, yeah
Everybody gets what they want
Written by: David Lindsay-Abaire, Jeanine Tesori