Bring the Sweet Little Beep Box Home
Take B delivers an energetic folk-rock romp loaded with theatrical pirate calls and playful acoustic rhythm.
The stories behind Bring the Sweet Little Beep Box Home
- Fiddle Reels and Beeping Cues in Take B — Take B delivers an energetic folk-rock romp loaded with theatrical pirate calls and playful acoustic rhythm.
- Hunting Lost Telemetry Through Mountains of Linen — Bring the Sweet Little Beep Box Home chronicles the desperate basement search for expensive patient transceivers tossed down the chute.
Lyrics
All hands to the basement hold!
A box is overboard!
Hey, lads!
There once was a pack of telemetry
Tossed in the chute by accident
Down five stories of galvanized tin
Right into the bin where the sheets come in ten
thousand dollars a crystal and wire
missing at sea in the laundry mire
the supervisor shouting muster the crew find that transmitter
for the wash gets through
Grab your rubber boots and your flashlight beam
Diving right into the laundry steam
So why hey and dig through the foam
Bring the sweet little beatbox home
Through fifty -odd bags and a ton of bitwill
We'll find a transceiver or die in the mill
Heave away, boys, heave away strong
Singin' the biomedical recovery song
We dug through the scrubs and we dug through the gowns
Tossed aside pillows like treasure in towns
Sweat in our eyes and a lint in our hair looking for
signals that drift through the air
then sailor mcintyre tilted his ear quiet you scallywags
what do i hear
under cart number nine boy fetch the jab
so why hey and dig from the foam bring that sweet
little beatbox home through 50 -yard base and a ton of
bed twill We'll find the transceiver or die in the mill
Heave away boys, heave away strong
Singing the biomedical recovery song
Pulled from the brink of the washtub tide
Clean as a whistle and dried with pride
Back to the 4th floor, cardiac wing
Drink up me hearties, let the tools ring
Hey!
You're to some crew shouting,
found!
Found
