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|lyrics by = [[Eric Kaplan]] and [[Ken Keeler]] |
|lyrics by = [[Eric Kaplan]] and [[Ken Keeler]] |
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|performed by = [[Robot Devil]], [[Bender]], the [[Beastie Boys' heads]], [[Fry]], and [[Leela]] |
|performed by = [[Robot Devil]], [[Bender]], the [[Beastie Boys' heads]], [[Fry]], and [[Leela]] |
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− | |appearance = [[Hell is Other Robots]] |
+ | |appearance = "[[Hell is Other Robots]]" |
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− | '''Robot Hell''' is performed by [[Fry]], [[Leela]], |
+ | '''Robot Hell''' is performed by [[Fry]], [[Leela]], [[Robot Devil|Beezelbot]], [[Bender]], and the [[Beastie Boys' heads]] in [[Robot Hell]]. |
==Lyrics== |
==Lyrics== |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: '''We know all your sins, Bender, and for each one, we've prepared an agonizing, and ironic, punishment. |
Gentlemen? |
Gentlemen? |
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[singing starts] |
[singing starts] |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: '''Cigars are evil, you won't miss 'em, |
We'll find ways to simulate that smell, |
We'll find ways to simulate that smell, |
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What a sorry fella, rolled up and smoked like a panatella, here on level one of Robot Hell! |
What a sorry fella, rolled up and smoked like a panatella, here on level one of Robot Hell! |
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− | ''' |
+ | '''Beezelbot: '''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. |
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[He spins a wheel that Bender is strapped to. Luck decides to deep-fry Bender.] |
[He spins a wheel that Bender is strapped to. Luck decides to deep-fry Bender.] |
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− | ''' |
+ | '''Beezelbot: '''[speaking]: Ooh! Deep-fried robot! |
[CUT TO... Bender is being dipped in what looks like boiling oil, the song has started up again] |
[CUT TO... Bender is being dipped in what looks like boiling oil, the song has started up again] |
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'''Bender''': [singing] Just tell me why! |
'''Bender''': [singing] Just tell me why! |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: ''' [singing] Please read this 55-page warrant. |
'''Bender''': There must be robots worse than I! |
'''Bender''': There must be robots worse than I! |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: ''' We've checked around, there really aren't. |
'''Bender''': Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks! |
'''Bender''': Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks! |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: '''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! |
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− | [He steals |
+ | [He steals Beezelbot's wallet.] |
− | ''' |
+ | '''Beezelbot: '''Please stop sinning while I'm singing! |
[He rips off Benders arm] |
[He rips off Benders arm] |
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− | ''' |
+ | '''Beezelbot:''' Selling bootleg tapes is wrong, musicians need that income to survive! |
[the song turns into a rap] |
[the song turns into a rap] |
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'''Fry''': Maybe he's back at the motel? |
'''Fry''': Maybe he's back at the motel? |
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− | '''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, |
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'''Fry''': My ass has blisters from the slide! |
'''Fry''': My ass has blisters from the slide! |
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+ | '''Beezelbot: '''Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights, |
publishing indecent magazines, |
publishing indecent magazines, |
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[The Robot Devil tosses his hat away and stops singing] |
[The Robot Devil tosses his hat away and stops singing] |
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+ | '''Beezelbot:''' Of course, that's just for starters. |
==Videos== |
==Videos== |
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==Appearances== |
==Appearances== |
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+ | * "[[Hell is Other Robots]]" |
[[Category:Songs]] |
[[Category:Songs]] |
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[[Category:Songs by Robot Devil]] |
[[Category:Songs by Robot Devil]] |
Revision as of 04:57, 29 November 2014
Robot Hell is performed by Fry, Leela, Beezelbot, Bender, and the Beastie Boys' heads in Robot Hell.
Lyrics
Beezelbot: 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]
Beezelbot: 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!
Beezelbot: 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.]
Beezelbot: [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!
Beezelbot: [singing] Please read this 55-page warrant.
Bender: There must be robots worse than I!
Beezelbot: We've checked around, there really aren't.
Bender: Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks!
Beezelbot: You stole from boy scouts, nuns and banks!
Bender: Aw, don't blame me,
Blame my upbringing!
[He steals Beezelbot's wallet.]
Beezelbot: Please stop sinning while I'm singing!
[He rips off Benders arm]
Beezelbot: 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!
Beezelbot: 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]
Beezelbot: Of course, that's just for starters.
Videos
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