Tell the folks at home what you're doing Roger I'm writing one great song Yes, we screen, speak Chestnuts Roasting Collins, I'm downstairs Hey, Roger picked up the phone No, it's me, throw down the key A wild night is now preordained I may be detained What does he mean? What do you mean, detained? Ho, ho, ho, Benny, sh** Dudes, I'm on my way Great, f**, I need the rent What rent? This past year's rent which I let slide Let slide? You said we were 'Golden' When you bought the building When we were roommates Remember, you lived here? How could I forget? You, me, Collins and Maureen How is the drama Queen? She's performing tonight I know, still her production manager? Two days ago I was bumped You still dating her? Last month I was dumped She's in love She's got a new man? Well, no, what's his name? Joanne Rent, my amigos, is due Or I will have to evict you Be there in a few The power blows