Eric Rockwell & Joanne Bogart Follow

Bill:
You used to be a rock star,
When pretension sounded new...
Now look what you've come to,
you're all washed up and sung through...

Narrator:
(Spoken) The landlord is revealed as none other than Sir Phantom Jitter, mysterious opera impresario dressed in a cape and a mask...

Phantom Jitter:
I want you to sing for me,
You have the voice of an angel!

Junita:
(Spoken) Who, me?

Phantom Jitter:
A whiny, self-absorbed angel...

Junita:
But I can't pay my rent!

Phantom Jitter:
I'll forego your rent,
If you will sing something I wrote myself...

Junita:
(Spoken) You wrote it yourself?

Phantom Jitter:
(Spoken) Do you know opera?

Junita:
(Spoken) No...

Phantom Jitter:
(Spoken) Yes, I wrote it myself...