[Intro: Four clipped guitar stabs]

Red light on.
Camera three.
Four guests, four names —
Nobody agrees.

[Verse 1]

Eight fifty-seven, the desk still bare,
Four microphones and an empty chair.
Leo checks his teeth, Maya checks the time —
Nobody knows the topic. That's fine.

[Chorus]

Tonight's panel is already shouting,
We haven't said what this is about.
Four open mouths and the clock is counting —
Turn every answer inside out!

[Verse 2]

Nine-oh-one and the first point dies,
Between three objections and rolled eyes.
The producer's grinning, eyes gone wide:
"Get him angry — pick a side."

[Chorus]

Tonight's panel is already shouting,
We haven't said what this is about.
Four open mouths and the clock is counting —
Turn every answer inside out!

[Bridge]

[Leo]
"Passionate debate tonight."

[Producer]
"Perfect — keep that appetite."

Four red lights, four voices climb,
Nobody finishes a single line.

[Final Chorus]

Tonight's panel is already shouting,
Now we know what the show's about:
Not the answer, just the counting —
Just never letting the volume out!

[Outro]

One. Two. Three. Four.
The ON AIR sign stays red.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Nobody said what they said.
