December 24th, 9 pm Eastern Standard Time Here on in, I shoot without a script See if anything comes of it, instead of my old sh** First shot, Roger Tuning the Fender guitar He hasn't played in a year This won't tune So we hear He's just coming back From half a year of withdrawal Are you talking to me? Not at all Are you ready? Hold that focus, steady Tell the folks at home what you're doing Roger I'm writing one great song