[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 panatela
Here on Level 1
Of Robot Hell

Gambling's wrong and so is cheating
So is forging phony I.O.U.s
Let's let Lady Luck decide
What type of torture's justified
I'm pit boss here on Level 2

(Oooh, deep fried robot.)

[Bender]
Just tell me why

[Devil]
Please read this 55-page warrant

[Bender]
There must be robots worse than I

[Devil]
We checked around, there really aren't

[Bender]
Then please let me explain
My crimes were merely boyish pranks

[Devil]
You stole from boyscouts, nuns and banks

[Bender]
Aw, don't blame me, blame my upbrining

[Devil]
Please stop sinning while I'm singing

Selling bootleg tapes is wrong
Musicians need that income to survive

[Beastie Boys]
Hey, Bender gonna make some noise
With the hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys
That's watcha watcha watcha get on Level 5

[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]
C'mon, 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

[Devil]
Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights
Publishing indecent magazines

You'll pay for every crime
Knee-deep in electric slim
You'll suffer 'till the end of time
Enduring tortures, most of which rhyme
Trapped forever, here in Robot Hell!