OST Футурама Robodevil et al. - Robot Hell Bonanza | Текст песни

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• OST Футурама Robodevil et al.
• Robot Hell Bonanza

Aw, crap, singing. Mind if I smoke?

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Cigar's 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 collicella, here on level one of Robot Hell!

Gambling's wrong and so is cheating, so is f

orging phony I.O.U.s. Let's let Lady

Luck decide what type of torture's justified,

I'm pit force here on level two!

Ooh, deep-fried robot!

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Just tell me why!

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Just read this fifty-five page warrant.

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There must be robots worse than I!

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We checked around, there really aren't.

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Then please let me explain, my crimes were merely boyish pranks.

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You stole from boy scouts, nuns and banks!

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Aw, don't blame me, blame my upbringing!

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Please stop sinning while I'm singing!

Selling bootleg tapes is wrong,

musicians need that income to survive.

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Hey, Bender gonna make some noise!

With your hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys!

That's what-cha what-cha what-cha get on level five!

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I don't feel well!

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It's up to us to rescue him.

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Maybe he likes it here in hell?

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It's us who tempted him to sin.

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Maybe he's back at the motel?

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Come on, Fry, don't be scared! I'm sure at least one of us will be spared, so sit back and enjoy the ride.

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My ass has blisters from the slide!

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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!

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