The show's about the start
The anchor's running through her parts,
It's near noontime
The show is heavy,
The producer cuts everything
Reporter's on the Avid,
Cutting to time
Does that soundbite make the piece ring?

Weather's on the set,
And the map needs many more graces
The rain is coming soon,
He sees the front movin' down.
Competition from other stations
Don't have the doppler
That's following that 'round
Heading down south,
Way on down south to Winston town

Check out Gange George,
He knows audio boards
He's strictly levels,
He doesn't want to make things pop or ping
Though his board is old,
It's what they can afford
When the time is right, he can make it sing

And Roberta doesn't mind
If she doesn't set the scene
The camera pulls out,
But she'll keep the shot tight
She can pull a key off of about anything
Even when there's very little light
These are productions...
These are productions that swing

And those camera boys
They're jokin' around on the floor now
Hopped up on caffeine
And ready for a half hour show
They won't lose their minds
As Sports Guy fumbles his lines
And they're quiet when the open rolls
These are productions...
Yeah productions, cue jingle...yeah, jingle baby.

And then the anchor speaks right into her microphone
She says good day,
And here's what's happening
'Here's the news you use
To keep you well informed'
The producer smiles,
And he knows one thing
'These are productions...
These are productions that swing'