Na na na na na na
My my my Mateo
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Shave those pits as The Lord intended
Now throw your hands up
Like you jumped off a
Like you jumped off a bridge
‘Cause your friends did
Drop the cash
Take off the mask real slow
Then throw your hands up
Like you jumped off a
Like you jumped off a bridge
‘Cause your friends did
S.O.S. you’re a henpecked mess
But don’t call Mateo
Don’t call ‘til you’ve got a
Bona fide verified code red
Sweet damn
That’s my jam
Saltier than Play-Doh
On the tongue
You better run
You better r-
Na na na na na na
My my my Mateo
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
My my my Mateo
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
I asked a question
Who was offended?
Now throw your hands up
Like you jumped off a
Like you jumped off a bridge
‘Cause your friends did
Don’t scream when the coaster’s plunging
Just throw your hands up
Like you jumped off a
Like you jumped off a bridge
‘Cause your friends did
Got a long run
With the wrong plus one?
Don’t call Mateo
Don’t call ‘til you're at the
Z e r o h o u r
Dark skies
Don’t talk, guys
Turn the volume clockwise
If you can
You’re a pigeon walking through a puddle
Three steps and your footprints evaporate
Na na na na na na
My my my Mateo
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
My my my Mateo
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Lauren London - additional vocals
Colin Lyness - keyboard
Micah Wolkenberg - drums
Copyright 2018 Zach London
