(To the tune of Billy Joel's Piano Man)

It's nine o' clock in the newsroom the assignment editor shuffles in
There's an old anchor sitting next to me
Making' love to his note pad and pen.
He says, "Photog can you shoot me a vo/sot?
I'm not really sure where it is,
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it where it was
When I wore a young reporter's clothes"

Da da da da de de daDa da de de da da
Shoot us a sot you're the cameraman,
Shoot us a VO tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a package.
And you've got a Nat break tonight.

Now John at the desk is a friend of mine
He makes me go live everyday
And he's quick with a sot
Or to light up your shot but there's someplace that he'd rather be.
He says, "Mike, I believe this is killing me,"
As a smile ran away from his face.
"Well I'm sure that I could be a anchor
If I could get out of this place."

Da da da da de de daDa da de de da da
Shoot us a sot you're the cameraman,
Shoot us a VO tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a package.
And you've got a Nat break tonight.

Now Paul is a newsroom lifer,
Who never had time for a wife.
And he's talking with Stern
Who's just an intern and probably will be for life.
And the producer is practicing politics
As a Photog slowly gets stoned
Yes they're cutting a pack they call loneliness
But it's better than working alone.

Da da da da de de daDa da de de da da
Shoot us a sot you're the cameraman,
Shoot us a VO tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a package.
And you've got a Nat break tonight.

It's a pretty good show for a Friday, and the Anchor gives me a smile.
'Cause he knows that it's he that they've been coming to see.

To forget about life for a while.
And the newscast sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer.
And they hop in the live car and head out too far
And say "Man what are we doing' here?"

Da da da da de de daDa da de de da da
Shoot us a package you're the cameraman,
Shoot us a VO tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a package.
And you've got a Nat break tonight