Текст песни Futurama - Leela: Orphan of the Stars
Futurama - Leela: Orphan of the Stars слова песни
From The Devil`s Hands are Idle Playthings
Captain
Who is this one eyed female baby Moses?
With courage in her female babies smile?
Orphans
A savior from the stars
Or something stranger still
Leela
Or just a lonely filthy starving child
Bender
Leela! Leela, Leela save him
Save Fry! Save Fry! Godzilla,
Will devour him as for me I must be off
To have my doctor check this cough
Goodbye
Fry
To win Leela`s heart with the holophoner`s art
I need hands of transcendental quickness
Robot Devil
Well I don`t see any danger
In gambling with a stranger
For my head is of a most amazing thickness
I`m stupid! I`m stupid! I`m stupider than you
I`m stupider than you in every way
Robot Devil (spoken)
Stupider?
Bah! This opera is as lousy as it is brilliant
Your lyrics lack subtelty
You can`t just have your characters announce how they feel
That makes me feel angry!
Fry (spoken)
Look, what do you want?
Robot Devil (singing)
I want my hands back!
Ahahahahahahaha!
Fry
Never!
A Deals a deal, even with a dirty dealer
Robot Devil
Very well, then I`ll take what I want from Leela!
Leela has promised me her hand
Leela
Fry, you do not understand!
I should have revealed I`ve been deafened by Bender
the shame, the shame
But I feared you`d stop writing this musical splendor
Deceptions`, the curse of my whimsical gender
He gave me mechanical ears
Effective yet just a bit garish
In return without shedding a tear
I agreed that I`d give him my hand...
Robot Devil
In marriage
Leela
What?
Robot Devil
You`ll give me your hand in marriage
Hermes
Is this really happening or just being staged?
Farnsworth
It can`t be real,
Amy
Not if Leela is engaged
Leela
That isn`t what I meant, that isn`t what I signed
Robot Devil
You should have checked the wording in the fine,
Print
Leela (spoken)
I`ll give you my hand
Leela/Robot Devil (singing)
In marriage
Bender
The use of words expressing something other than
their literal intentions, now that, is, irony!
Robot Devil
I will marry her now and confide her to Hell
How droll, how droll!
Where Styx is a river and not just a band
Though they`ll play our reception if all goes as planned
Unless Fry you surrender my hands!!
Fry
Destiny has cheated me, by
forcing me to decide upon
the woman that I idolize
Or the hands of an automotan
Without these hands I can`t complete
The opera that was captivating her but if I keep
them, and she marries him
then he probably won`t want me dating her
Farnsworth
I can`t believe the Devil is so unforgiving
Zoidberg
I can`t believe everybody is just ad-libbing!
Robot Preacher
By the power invested in me by the state of New New York
Fry
No!! Stop!
Take my hands, you evil! Metal! Dork!!
Robot Devil
Ahahahahahaha!!