(→Videos: second video is no longer available) |
m (adjust formatting) |
||
(5 intermediate revisions by 4 users not shown) | |||
Line 5: | Line 5: | ||
|lyrics by = [[Eric Kaplan]] and [[Ken Keeler]] |
|lyrics by = [[Eric Kaplan]] and [[Ken Keeler]] |
||
|performed by = [[Robot Devil]], [[Bender]], the [[Beastie Boys' heads]], [[Fry]], and [[Leela]] |
|performed by = [[Robot Devil]], [[Bender]], the [[Beastie Boys' heads]], [[Fry]], and [[Leela]] |
||
− | |appearance = [[Hell is Other Robots]] |
+ | |appearance = "[[Hell is Other Robots]]" |
}} |
}} |
||
Line 11: | Line 11: | ||
==Lyrics== |
==Lyrics== |
||
− | '''Robot Devil: '''We know all your sins, Bender, and for each one, we've prepared an agonizing, and ironic punishment. |
+ | '''Robot Devil: '''We know all your sins, Bender, and for each one, we've prepared an agonizing, and ironic, punishment. |
Gentlemen? |
Gentlemen? |
||
Line 21: | Line 21: | ||
[singing starts] |
[singing starts] |
||
− | '''Robot Devil''': Cigars are evil, |
+ | '''Robot Devil''': Cigars are evil, you won't miss 'em, |
+ | |||
− | You won't miss 'em, |
||
We'll find ways to simulate that smell, |
We'll find ways to simulate that smell, |
||
+ | |||
− | What a sorry fella, |
||
− | + | What a sorry fella, rolled up and smoked like a panatella, here on level one of Robot Hell! |
|
− | Here on level one of Robot Hell! |
||
'''Robot Devil''': Gambling's wrong and so is cheating. So is forging phony IOU's, |
'''Robot Devil''': Gambling's wrong and so is cheating. So is forging phony IOU's, |
||
+ | |||
− | Let's let lady luck decide, what type of torture's justified. |
+ | Let's let lady luck decide, what type of torture's justified. |
+ | |||
I'm pit boss here on level two! |
I'm pit boss here on level two! |
||
Line 36: | Line 37: | ||
'''Robot Devil '''[speaking]: Ooh! Deep-fried robot! |
'''Robot Devil '''[speaking]: Ooh! Deep-fried robot! |
||
− | [CUT TO... Bender is |
+ | [CUT TO... Bender is being dipped in what looks like boiling oil, the song has started up again] |
− | '''Bender''': [singing] Just tell me why |
+ | '''Bender''': [singing] Just tell me why! |
'''Robot Devil''': [singing] Please read this 55-page warrant. |
'''Robot Devil''': [singing] Please read this 55-page warrant. |
||
− | '''Bender''': There must be robots worse than I |
+ | '''Bender''': There must be robots worse than I! |
'''Robot Devil''': We've checked around, there really aren't. |
'''Robot Devil''': We've checked around, there really aren't. |
||
− | '''Bender''': Then please let me explain, |
+ | '''Bender''': Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks! |
− | My crimes were merely boy-ish pranks. |
||
'''Robot Devil''': You stole from boy scouts, nuns and banks! |
'''Robot Devil''': You stole from boy scouts, nuns and banks! |
||
− | '''Bender''': Aw, don't blame me, |
+ | '''Bender''': Aw, don't blame me,<br> |
Blame my upbringing! |
Blame my upbringing! |
||
Line 58: | Line 58: | ||
'''Robot Devil''': Please stop sinning while I'm singing! |
'''Robot Devil''': Please stop sinning while I'm singing! |
||
− | [ |
+ | [He rips off Benders arm] |
− | '''Robot Devil''': Selling bootleg tapes is wrong, |
+ | '''Robot Devil''': Selling bootleg tapes is wrong, musicians need that income to survive! |
− | Musicians need that income to survive. |
||
[the song turns into a rap] |
[the song turns into a rap] |
||
− | '''Beastie Boys''': Hey, Bender, gonna make some noise, |
+ | '''Beastie Boys''': Hey, Bender, gonna make some noise, with your hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys? |
− | With your hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys! |
||
[record scratching] |
[record scratching] |
||
Line 72: | Line 70: | ||
'''Beastie Boys''':That's whatcha, whatcha, whatcha get on level five! |
'''Beastie Boys''':That's whatcha, whatcha, whatcha get on level five! |
||
− | [CUT TO... Fry and Leela sliding down an |
+ | [CUT TO... Fry and Leela sliding down an enormous slide, the regular tune returns to the song] |
− | '''Fry''': I don't feel well. |
+ | '''Fry''': I don't feel well... |
− | '''Leela''': It's up to us to rescue him |
+ | '''Leela''': It's up to us to rescue him! |
− | '''Fry''': Maybe he likes it here in Hell. |
+ | '''Fry''': Maybe he likes it here in Hell... |
− | '''Leela''': It's us who tempted him to sin |
+ | '''Leela''': It's us who tempted him to sin! |
− | '''Fry''': Maybe he's back at the motel |
+ | '''Fry''': Maybe he's back at the motel? |
− | '''Leela''': Come on, Fry, don't be scared, |
+ | '''Leela''': Come on, Fry, don't be scared,<br> |
I'm sure at least one of us will be spared, |
I'm sure at least one of us will be spared, |
||
+ | |||
So just sit back, enjoy the ride. |
So just sit back, enjoy the ride. |
||
− | '''Fry''': My ass has blisters from the slide |
+ | '''Fry''': My ass has blisters from the slide! |
+ | |||
+ | '''Robot Devil''': Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights, |
||
+ | |||
+ | publishing indecent magazines, |
||
+ | |||
+ | you'll pay for every 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! |
||
− | '''Robot Devil''': Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights, publishing indecent magazines, you'll pay for every 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! |
||
[The Robot Devil tosses his hat away and stops singing] |
[The Robot Devil tosses his hat away and stops singing] |
||
− | '''Robot Devil:''' Of |
+ | '''Robot Devil:''' Of course, that's just for starters. |
==Videos== |
==Videos== |
||
Line 101: | Line 108: | ||
==Appearances== |
==Appearances== |
||
− | * |
+ | * "[[Hell is Other Robots]]" |
+ | |||
[[Category:Songs]] |
[[Category:Songs]] |
||
+ | [[Category:Songs by Robot Devil]] |
||
+ | [[Category:Songs by Bender]] |
||
+ | [[Category:Songs by Fry]] |
||
+ | [[Category:Songs by Leela]] |
Revision as of 06:23, 9 April 2014
Robot Hell is performed by Fry, Leela, the Robot Devil, Bender, and the Beastie Boys' heads in Robot Hell.
Lyrics
Robot Devil: We know all your sins, Bender, and for each one, we've prepared an agonizing, and ironic, punishment. Gentlemen?
[Music starts]
Bender: Aw, crap, singing. Mind if I smoke?
[singing starts]
Robot 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 panatella, here on level one of Robot Hell!
Robot Devil: Gambling's wrong and so is cheating. So is forging phony IOU's,
Let's let lady luck decide, what type of torture's justified.
I'm pit boss here on level two!
[He spins a wheel that Bender is strapped to. Luck decides to deep-fry Bender.]
Robot Devil [speaking]: Ooh! Deep-fried robot!
[CUT TO... Bender is being dipped in what looks like boiling oil, the song has started up again]
Bender: [singing] Just tell me why!
Robot Devil: [singing] Please read this 55-page warrant.
Bender: There must be robots worse than I!
Robot Devil: We've checked around, there really aren't.
Bender: Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks!
Robot Devil: You stole from boy scouts, nuns and banks!
Bender: Aw, don't blame me,
Blame my upbringing!
[He steals the Robot Devil's wallet.]
Robot Devil: Please stop sinning while I'm singing!
[He rips off Benders arm]
Robot Devil: Selling bootleg tapes is wrong, musicians need that income to survive!
[the song turns into a rap]
Beastie Boys: Hey, Bender, gonna make some noise, with your hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys?
[record scratching]
Beastie Boys:That's whatcha, whatcha, whatcha get on level five!
[CUT TO... Fry and Leela sliding down an enormous slide, the regular tune returns to the song]
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,
So just sit back, enjoy the ride.
Fry: My ass has blisters from the slide!
Robot Devil: Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights,
publishing indecent magazines,
you'll pay for every 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!
[The Robot Devil tosses his hat away and stops singing]
Robot Devil: Of course, that's just for starters.
Videos
thumb|300px|left