Untitled Opening Number

A, D, D, D, D, F sharp, A

Will be the first notes of our show

We’ll start with the seed of an idea

Then plant it on a paper

With a Dixon Ticonderoga

And then watch it sprout into a musical

And then we’ll help to make it grow

Bigger

Nothing guarantees it will stand out

And its future is unknown

So in the meantime, we will schedule

A lot of meetings in Hell’s Kitchen

To collaborate in my living room

But we can’t do it all alone

So

We’ll get together all our friends/ Ahh

And exploit all of their talents/ Ahh

We’ll explore the latest trends/ Ahh

And avoid them when we balance the/ Ahh

Book with the score

Book with the score

The score with a lyric

Appealing to the judge

These are shapes

Gently nudging the satiric

Ahh

We’re trying hard not to duplicate/ Ooo

What we’ve seen and heard before/ Ooo

And if Bartok’s here, he’ll appreciate/ Ooo

If we’re inventive with the score/ Ooo

So we’ll put in a syncopation

And we’ll add a quarter note

And we’ll softly start the coda from a very tiny point

And then we’ll get a little louder to further emphasize the point

And then we’ll cross downstage toward you

And now we yell in fortissimo-

Yell in fortissimo-

Yell in fortissimo-

(Fortissim)o-oh-

It’s the opening song

It doesn’t have a title, no!

And it’s not very long

But it’s the starting point of our musical

And here’s the first scene of our musical