Prologue Lyrics - Singles - Rent
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 shit
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
Writer: Jonathan Larson
Copyright: Finster & Lucy Music Ltd. Co.
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