The Office Chair Is Flying
Take B delivers a manic blend of Italian operatic tenors, driving Celtic punk rhythms, and symphonic rock punch.
The stories behind The Office Chair Is Flying
- Theatrical Metal and Comedic Chaos in The Office Chair Is Flying — Take B delivers a manic blend of Italian operatic tenors, driving Celtic punk rhythms, and symphonic rock punch.
- Magnetic Realities and Projectile Hazards in The Office Chair Is Flying — A comedic rock opera explores the immense physics, financial devastation, and safety protocols of MRI suites.
Lyrics
O Magneteta Formidabile, non
toccare la sedia di
metallo!
Look out, she's gonna pull, 1, 2, 3, 4
Got a brand new winter rollin' down the hall
With a standard swivel chair from the shopping mall
Chrome five -spoke bass with a dual -wheel glide
Pushed through the door on the radiology side
Did he read the red sign posted on the wall?
They see the big warning three feet tall
Hear the magnet humming
Hear the helium chill
Here comes the coaster that is gonna pay the bill
Gimme twenty, gimme thirty, gimme forty grand to mend
Look at that caster rollin' round the bend
Magnetic flux,
lines of force Moving faster than a racetrack horse
Hang on to your belt buckle, grip the floor
It's heading for the ball
The office chair is flying, the magnet took the bait
Three -hole Tesla, a pure hydraulic weight
Wham, bam, stuck against the ring, you can't pry off that metallic thing
Call the biomed, call the chief of staff
Cry your eyes out or point and laugh
The chair is in the bar
Now the wheels are in the air
And the cushion is flat
Buckered up tighter than an alley cat
Try to pull it by the arm
Try to pull it by the back
Got a two -ton grip with an iron clad smack
In turn sweating looking mighty pale
Telling everybody a ridiculous tale I was only gonna sit for a second
or two Now the magnets glued the chair to the magnetic glue
Can we wench it?
Can we winch it?
Can we tie it to a truck?
Fella, you are totally out of luck
The office chair is flying, the magnet took the bait
Freehold Tesla, up your hydraulic weight
Weapon, stuck against the ring, you can't pry off the metallic thing
Call the biomed, call the chief of staff, cry your eyes out or point and laugh
The chair is in the board
Don't press the quench
The cryogen is too expensive
Goodbye,
poltrona d 'ufficio Per sempre bloccata
nel tubo Boom, boom, boom, it
ain't budging, boys
The office chair is flying, the magnet took the bait
Three -hole Tesla, a pure hydraulic weight
Wham, bam, stuck against the ring, you can't pry off the metallic thing
Call the biomed, call the chief of staff, cry your eyes out
Or point and laugh
The chair is in the way
-ooh -ooh
Mamma Mia
