Make me a channel of your programming,
Where there are reruns let me bring live broadcast,
Where there technical issues, your patience,
And where there's interference, the pure signal of you.

O head writer grant that I may never seek,
So much to run the console as to be the console,
To know the test pattern as to be the test pattern,
And to be as one with your aspect ratio.

Make me be a channel of your predetermined schedule,
It is in the news crawl that we are crawled,
In the distribution of your signal that we are complete,
And in our Nielsens that we're renewed.