K Through Hell

In K Through Hell all the cast are asked to make a musical performance of singing and dancing, the cast are put into teams of two, the teams being, Duncan and Morgan, Owen and Lindsay, Harold and Beth and Justin and Courtney. Chris gives the team a selection of nine songs to choose from, the songs being, The Principal, Show & Tell, Drama Club, Strawberry Shortcake, Lunchbox Friends, Orange Juice, Detention, High School Sweethearts and Recess, “All the songs have meanings except for Detention but I wanted to see that one!” Chris says after he announced the names of the songs.

Duncan and Morgan choose to use a song called Drama Club which is about being fed up with peoples drama and how they pretend to be someone they're not, They do sort of ballroom dance but not really, in the performance Duncan wears a white polo shirt with blue sleeves and collar, blue trousers and blue shoes, Morgan wears a pink cage skirt with blue bows, a tank top with puffy sleeves, ruffled socks and pink high heels.

Owen and Lindsay choose to do a performance to Orange Juice which is actually about eating disorders but Owen and Lindsay think it’s about actual orange juice but it’s not, Owen wears an actual orange suit (as in the fruit) and Lindsay wears a greeny grey leotard with greenish lace around the edge.

Harold and Beth choose The Principal which is a critique for how people with power are cruel and greedy allowing innocent people to suffer, Beth wears an off-white tank top with a long light pink cage skirt, Harold wears casual blue clothes.

Justin and Courtney choose High School Sweethearts which is about someone wanting a lover who is honest and truly loves them, among other requirements, they doesn't want just a fling, they wish to have a long-term relationship with someone who is committed to them and accepts them for who they truly are, Courtney wears a pink crop top with puffy sleeves and pink trousers to match, Justin wears a white tank top with blue trousers.

Lyrics~
I don't wanna be an actress, living by a script

Who cares about practicing? I don't wanna do it

You're over-analyzing every word I say

There's a whole world out there, you're living a play

Not your auditorium, I think it's pretty boring and

I never signed up for your drama

Up for your drama, up for your drama club

I never signed up for your drama

Up for your drama club (ooh)

I never signed up for your drama club (ooh)

For your drama club

I never signed up for your drama (ooh)

Up for your drama, up for your drama club

I never signed up for your drama (ooh)

Up for your drama, up for your drama club

Lyrics~
Oh, oh, stick it down your throat

I'm watching from the bathroom

Making sure I don't choke, choke

From the words you spoke when you're screamin' at the mirror

(Scre-screamin' at the mirror)

Now you're sitting in the cafeteria

Shoving clementines and orange bacteria

Down your throat a dozen times or near, yeah

Fooling those around of your bulimia

You turn oranges to orange juice

Enter there, then spit it out of you

Your body is imperfectly perfect

Everyone wants what the other one's working

No orange juice

The Principal


Sneaky, greedy, money seeking Always peeping, always creeping Got it on the down low So you think you always squeaky What if I had told your mother Her son was a cruel host and brother? Huh It's not just me, it's everybody who thinks that you're really ugly

When you come and hurt us just so you can get your money Forced to follow the leader whose being possessed by demons I've tried to make you listen, but you won't, it's your way, right?

Killing kids all day and night, prescription pills and online fights Shooting at the angels while claiming you're the good guy All you want is cash and hype Forget our dreams and that's not right The principal

Oh, where's the principle? Oh, where's the principle? Oh, where's the principle? Oh, where's the principle? Oh, where's the principle?

Lyrics~
Step one

You must accept that I'm a little out my mind

Step two

This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line

Step three

Give me passion, don't make fun of my fashion

Step four

Give me more, give me more, more

If you can't handle a heart like mine

Don't waste your time with me

If you're not down to bleed, no, oh

If you can't handle the choking, the biting

The loving, the smothering

'Til you can't handle it no more, no more

Go home

Can we just be honest?

These are the requirements

If you think you can be my one and only true love

You must promise to love me

And damn it, if you screw me over

I will rip your pretty face apart

High school sweethearts, line up

Not trying to waste my time

High school sweethearts, shut up

If you're not my type

High school sweethearts, line up

Not trying to waste my time

High school sweethearts, shut up

If you're not my type

Step five

You can't be scared to show me off and hold my hand

Step six

If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this really is

Step seven, this one goes to eleven

If you cheat, you will die, die

If you can't handle a heart like mine

Don't waste your time with me

If you're not down to bleed, no, oh

If you can't handle the choking, the biting

The loving, the smothering

'Til you can't handle it no more, no more

Go home

Can we just be honest?

These are the requirements

If you think you can be my one and only true love

You must promise to love me

And damn it, if you screw me over

I will rip your pretty face apart

High school sweethearts, line up

Not trying to waste my time

High school sweethearts, shut up

If you're not my type

High school sweethearts, line up

Not trying to waste my time

High school sweethearts, shut up

If you're not my type