Catchiest. Song. Ever.

I can't get "Robot Hell" out of my head, does anyone have the lyrics?

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Here you are:

Bender: Aw crap, singing, mind if i smoke?

Devil: Cigars are evil, you won't miss 'em We'll find ways to simulate that smell What a sorry fella Rolled up and smoked like a granichella Here on level one of robot hell

Devil: Gambling's wrong and so is cheating So is forging phony I.O.Us Lets let Lady Luck decide What type of toture's justified On pit force here on level two Oooh, deep fried Robot

Bender: Just tell me why? Devil: Please read this 55 page warrent Bender: There must be robots worse then I Devil: We checked around the're really aren't Bender: Then please let me explain my crimes were meerly boyish pranks Devil: You stole from boy-scouts, nuns and banks Bender: Ah, don't blame me blame my upbringin' Devil: Please stop sinning while i'm singing

Devil: Selling bootleg tapes is wrong
 Musicians need that income to survive
Beastie Boys: Hey Bender gonna make some noise
       With you hard-drive scratched by the Beastie Boys
       That's whatcha, whatcha, whatcha get on level 5

Fry: I don't feel well Leela: It's up to us to rescue him Fry: Maybe he likes it here in hell Leela: It's us who tempted him to sin Fry: Maybe he's back at the motel Leela: Come on Fry don't be scared I'm sure at least one of us will be spared Just sit back and enjoy the ride Fry: My ass has blisters from the slide

Devil: Pinching dimonds, fixing cock fights Publishing indecent magazines You'll pay for ev'ry crime Knee deep in electric slime You'll suffer till the end of time Enduring tortures most of which rhyme Trapped forever here in robot hell

Devil: Of course that's just for starters

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Thanks for the lyrics!

However, I could have sworn the Robot Devil said,

"I'm the Pit Boss here on level two"

pit boss n.

An employee who supervises the gambling in a casino.

Paul Case [email] wrote:

I only downloaded those lirycs, but i didn't check them, so i cannot guarantee anything.

I just checked the mp3, and i think you may be right about the Pit Boss, however, it would be just "I'm Pit Boss here on level two" - without "the".

"Skrypek" [email] wrote:

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Thanks for the lyrics.

In alt.tv.futurama on Sun, 27 Jul 2003 at 11:35:36, Skrypek <skrypek@ter efere.poczta.onet.pl> wrote :

Panatella.

Bah , Hermes' song from "How hermes requisitioned his groove back" is far catchier.

On Sun, 27 Jul 2003 11:31:13 +0100, "Dr Zoidberg" wrote:

Did I hear someone request those lyrics?

Hermes: When I was four there was a hurricane in Kingston town, We'd a foot and a half of water Everyone was all right, but I cried all night, It blew my alphabet blocks out of order.

And they said: This boy's born to be a bureaucrat, born to be all obsessive and snotty I made my friends and relations file long applications to get into my tenth birthday party

LaBarbara: But something changed and my man turned cruel.

Hermes: I was sortin' but I wasn't smilin'.

LaBarbara: He forgot that it's not about badges and ranks..

Hermes: It's supposed to be about the filing! People! We didn't choose to be bureacrats No, that's what almighty Jah made us. We'd treat like swine And make them stand in line Even if nobody paid us.

They say the world looks down on the bureaucrat They say we're anal, compulsive and weird But when push comes to shove You've got to do what you love Even if it's not a good idea Zoidberg!

Zoidberg: They said I prob'ly shouldn't be a surgeon (holding up his claws)

Professor Farnsworth: They poo-poohed my electric frankfurter (holding up the frankfurter)

Leela: They said I prob'ly shouldn't fly with just one eye

Bender: (very flat tone) I AM BENDER, PLEASE INSERT GIRDER

Hermes: Everybody sing Jamaica!

Everyone: Jamaica!

Hermes: Just the bureaucrats, Jamaica!

Bureaucrats: Jamaica!

Hermes: Grade 19!

Single grade19 bureacrat: (unenthusiastically) Jamacia.

Hermes: Sing me home! When push comes to shove, you gotta do what you love! Even if it's not a good idea.

Shopuldn't this be "something changed when my man turned pro?"

missing the word People here I think.

I'm bender baby , please insert Liquor.

On Sun, 27 Jul 2003 15:26:29 +0100, "Dr Zoidberg" wrote:

You know, I believe you're right. Stupid Jamaican accent...

D'oh! Again you're right. I have that problem a lot, my brain moves too fast for my fingers to keep up. Usually I can spot those problems on a re-read, but I missed that one...

Hehehe.

So was that typed in from memory? If so , its a damn fine effort

On Sun, 27 Jul 2003 18:46:01 +0100, "Dr Zoidberg" wrote:

Well, thanks. It was typed from memory, but afterwards I went back and listened to an MP3 I have of it to double check. Still didn't pick up that missing "people" though...

In article , David Litchman wrote:

When I was two there was a tidal wave in --

"Dr Zoidberg" AlexNOOOOO!!!!!!@drzoidberg.co.uk wrote:

Heh, funnily enough i'm listening to that right now.

They are all good!

I like the song from "Bending in the Wind":

---- Bender: People say my broken friend is useless but i say his mind is free There's lots of things my mangled robot friend could be

Beck: Kick it Bender: He could make a cool hat rack Beck: He'd only have to stand there Bender: Or a cheap door stop Beck: He doesn't have to move Bender: Or a great big giant thermos With a twist off top Beck: That would be good for soup Bender: He could be a storage closet Both: For outdated pants Beck: I like 'em tight Bender: My broken friend could do it all Both: Just give him a chance

Bender: That robot has a tragic secret That i'd like to share Beck: For real? Bender: My broken friend is closer to me than an ass to a chair Beck: Hmm Bender: That robot's name i never told you Beck: What's that? Bender: You could not forsee Beck: Come on, give it up Bender: I'll say it loud and sing it proud Both: His name is you and me

Bender: Don't melt me down into a crowbar Beck: That suffers alone Bender: Just 'cause i can't move my arms and legs Beck: Hey! Bender: Or toss me into a trash can Beck: Bender what are you doing? Bender: Just 'cause i can't cook your ham and eggs Beck: What are you doin'? Bender: Don't crush me down into an anchor Beck: Yo what's the didlio? Bender: Just 'cause i can't jump around and sing I'm telling you my broken friend Put your hands in the air like you just don't care I'm telling you my broken friend Can do most any-thinggggg

Beck: Cut it! Bender: Yea Beck: Cut it! Crowd: Boo Bender: Curse my natural showman-ship ----

There's also the Xmas story:

---- Amy: He knows when you are sleeping Prof: He knows when you're on the can Leela: He'll hunt you down and blast your ass from here to Pakistan Zoidy: Ohh Hermes: You better not breathe You better not move Bender: You're better off dead i'm tellin' you dude Fry: Santa Claus is gunning you down! All: Yay! Prof: Merry Xmas everyone! ----

And the Popplers:

---- Both: Pop a Poppler in your mouth When you come to Fishy Joes. What they're made of is a myst'ry, Where the come from no-one knows. You can pick 'em, you can lick 'em, You can chew 'em, you can stick 'em And if you promise not to sue us You can shove one up your nose. ----

You can leech them from http://home.online.no/~jan-eks/futurama.htm

"Skrypek" wrote in message news:bg4id5$onn$[email]...

I move for a CD of Futurama Music to be created Like the two Simpsons Alf Clauson sound tracks. Anyone second?

If don't want to give us more episoded, they could at lest give us some music.