Rogue, you're right when it comes to "Get Your Head in the Game." His double composed the song, however please correct me if I'm wrong, so I figured he'd want to sing at least a part of it.
And diva in training, don't worry. I'm eighteen and watched it merely because the word "musical" was in it. As I went to school today, I defeatedly admitted that I had watched it and many of my friends said they shamefully watched it as well. I think it's partly because of senioritis, with the psychological yearning for one's childhood, partly because finals is this week and we'd go through any extent to distract ourselves, and well, the rest is a mystery.
"I haven't got a pail."
"Find your grail, your GRAIL!"
"But it's not missing. It's right on the counter where it's supposed to- defying gravity, my giant cup's gone!"
"Five hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes. How do you measure... measure a year?"
"How many times do I have to tell you, it's five hundred twenty-five thousand, five hundred and eighty-five point thirty-two minutes. You will never graduate if you keep basing your math on showtunes."
"You ruin Broadway for me."
"As well I should."