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

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

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Bring the Sweet Little Beep Box Home

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