(The camera fades in on Tracer Bullet, sitting in the classic "Thinker" pose next to his indoor pool. There is some background music playing. For any of you familiar with Broadway musicals, you should recognize it. If you don't recognize it... ask Showtime. As the music swells, Tracer gesticulates with his left hand and begins to sing... kinda. I suppose talk would be a better word.)

When I was a rook,
World was better spot.

(Lightly superimposed over Tracer are images of his early WWA career.)

What was so was so,
What was not was not.

(Images of him winning decisive victories over such past luminaries as Mantis and Steihl.)

Now I am a vet;
World have changed a lot.

(Images of Tracer in his current incarnation getting booed by some fans on his way to the ring.)

Some things nearly so,
Others nearly not.

(Footage of Nick Adams recent heelish antics which, when used against an actual heel as they have been, get him cheered.)

There are times I almost think
I am not sure of what I absolutely know.

(The words "Tracer Bullet vs. Matt Warr's Mystery Opponent" slowly fade in and out on the screen.)

Very often find confusion
In conclusion I concluded long ago

(Images from the events leading up to Tracer's heel turn.)

In my head are many facts
That, as a student, I have studied to procure,
In my head are many facts..
Of which I wish I was more certain I was sure!

(Pictures of Tracer's many past opponents fly by. As Nick Adams appears, so too does Tracer pull a picture of his Agony, Inc. adversary from his coat pocket that matches the superimposed image perfectly. He then begins speaking.)

Is a puzzlement
What to tell loving wife
What for instance, shall I say to her of Adams?
Shall I explain to her of his recent actions?
Shall I tell her that as far as I am able,
I'll break his bones and disrespect his name?
Shall I tell her Nicholas is like none other,
And the better of us two is really neither?
If I tell her this I doubt she will believe it-
And I surely know that I don't believe it either!

(Tracer begins singing again, still replacing the classic lyrics with some of his own.)

In the past I was a champion,
I was a king who knew exactly what I knew,

(Pictures of Tracer holding various WWA belts over his shoulder or wearing them around his waist.)

And my brain was not a thing
Forever swinging to and fro and fro and to.
Shall I, then reclaim my past
And be willfully doting and caring to the fans?

(Images of Tracer happily signing autographs at a public appearance.)

Or is it better to be right?...
And was I right when I concocted evil plans?

(Scenes of the title theft of this past summer.)

Shall I join with other wrestlers in alliance?
If allies are weak, am I not best alone?
If allies are strong with power to protect me,
Might they not protect me out of all I own?
Is a danger to be trusting one another,
One will seldom want to do what other wishes;
But unless someday somebody trust somebody
There'll be nothing left in place except Kingfishes!

(The United States champion is shown over the camera view.)

There are times I almost think
Nobody sure of what he absolutely know.
Everybody find confusion
In conclusion he concluded long ago
And it puzzle me to learn
That tho' a man may be in doubt of what he know,
Very quickly he will fight...
He'll fight to prove that what he does not know is so!
Ohhhhhh Sometimes I think that people going mad!

(We see Nick Adams' recent tomfooleries at Tracer's expense.)

Ahhhhhh! Sometimes I think that people not so bad!

(Clips documenting the well-known friendship between Denrol and Tracer.)

But no matter what I think I must go on living life.
As ruler of the ring I must go forth,
Be brutal to opponents and husband to my wife
Etcetera, etcetera, and so forth.
If my inspiration Missy show the way!
Everyday I try to live another day.
If my inspiration Missy show the way!
Everyday I do my best for one-more day!

But...

(Tracer opens up a dossier entitled "Warr's Mystery Opponent.")

Is a puzzlement!

(He then sits back down in the thinking position and studies the file as we fade to black.)