Everybody Clear
Take B delivers a relentless Eurodance arrangement designed to echo the accelerating pulse of an emergency bay.
The stories behind Everybody Clear
- The Anatomy of a 150 BPM Resuscitation Track — Take B delivers a relentless Eurodance arrangement designed to echo the accelerating pulse of an emergency bay.
- When Trauma Bay Four Goes Dark — A defibrillator failure at two in the morning forces an urgent board-level intervention before shock delivery.
Lyrics
Two in the morning.
The hallway is cold.
Red pager flashes.
A life on the hold.
Trauma bay four.
The paddles are dead.
No charge in the bank.
Think doctor shaking his
head.
Spread, spread, spread in the stairs
With the pack in my grip
Static is jumping right off of my fingertips
Tear down the housing, the casing comes off
Bypass the blown board, clearing the cough
Backup module snaps into place 30 seconds
left in this race
Capacitor whining Voltage is high
We're not letting nobody
Die tonight
Dial, turn it up to the maximum
Low, watch the green light
On the meter explode
One hundred Two hundred
Three hundred sixty
Stand back
Rhythm is flickering, flickering
Line starts to bounce every milliamp
Every microsecond counts, the baseline was flat
Now the sinus is back, back
Tears on the floor, we're right on track
Screw back the panel, wipe off the sweat
We haven't lost a single soul yet
Heartbeat rising, kicking in sick, don't blink
Hit it again
Normal Sinus Rhythm Restored
Pack the tools
On to the next floor
