tune up # 1 lyrics

MARK: December 24th, nine pm,
Eastern Standard Time
From 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

ROGER: This won't tune

MARK: So we hear
He's just coming back
From half a year of withdrawl

ROGER: Are you talking to me?

MARK: Not at all

Are you ready? Hold that focus - steady
Tell the folks at home what you're
doing Roger...

ROGER: I'm writing one great song --

MARK: the phone rings.

ROGER: Saved!

MARK: We screen
Zoom in on the answering machine!