Artist/Band:
Futurama
Lyrics for Song: Leela: Orphan of the Stars
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Futurama
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!!
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