Channel 9 (Ponte/Chávarri) 2005

Motel room, again on the floor,
Dreaming of my own TV show. ("Number 9" )
Right before the climax, a call in my cell phone:
Brand new Motorola ring tone!

I feel that I could be your rising star.
Where's my camera? I've gotta say something!
I live and I believe in Channel 9.
It's a perfect world, if you get the right angle.

Mother's guest in reality shows.
Sister's on The Twilight Zone.
All my friends are dancing in paid advertising...
Let me in, I'm ready to go!

"To infinity and beyond!"

I feel that I should be your rising star.
It's a matter of time, when you've gotta say something.
I live and I believe in Channel 9.
It's a perfect world, if you get the right angle.

"One, two three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
nine, nine, nine, nine... ten."

"One, two three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
nine, nine, nine, nine..."

"What?"

Now I've laid out the perfect plan:
Thirty minutes, one loaded gun.
This time I am sure that I'll get your attention;
This time I'll be grabbing my chance.

"... nine, nine, nine..."

"Hey, Ma! Top of the world!"

I feel I should have been be your rising star.
Give me an audience, I've gotta say something!
I live and I believe in Channel 9.
It's a perfect world, if you get the right angle.