Benders Big Score Lyrics & Chords By Futurama

Oh, he doesn't smell like Irish Spring, and he never taught me anything, But still I slap my chest and sing of my drunken Irish dad. Oh, his face looks like a railroad map and he...read more

It's sure lonely around here Ever since Ren got his Pectoral implants and went to Hollywood I've never asked for anything Just your happiness And now that you have found it ...read more

This time around I'm stayin' at home, And things are gonna get better! Settlin' in, Lovin' my wife, But then I got that letter! My Black Son, My Black Son! Now...read more

We've got to stop the destruction of the planet. Yeah. We want trees, not factories. Hehehe. Yeah, think about it. Otherwise, the creatures of this earth will rise up and take what...read more

A glove slap in a little old face will Get you satisfaction. Glove slap ba-a-beee ... (Glove slap, baby) Glove slap, baby, glove slap! Glove slap, I don't take crap! ...read more