People say my broken friend is useless
But I say his mind is free
There's lots of things my mangled robot friend could be
Kick it
Well he could make a good hat rack
He only has to stand there
Or a cheap doorstop
He doesn't need to move
Or a great big giant thermos with a twist-off top
That would be good for soup
He could be a storage closet for outdated pants
I like them tight
My broken friend could do it all
Just give him a chance
That robot has a tragic secret that I'd like to share
For real
My broken friend is closer to me than an ass to a chair
Hmm
That robot's name I never told you
Who's that
You could not forsee
Come on give it up
I'll say it loud and sing it proud
His name is you and me
Don't melt me down into a crowbar
It suffers alone
Just cos I can't move my arms and legs
Hey
Or toss me into a trash can
Bender what are you doing
Just cos I can't cook you ham and eggs
What are you doing
Don't crush me into an anchor
Yo what's the dealio
Just cos I can't jump and dance and sing
Hold it
I'm telling you my broken friend
Put your hands in the air like you just don't care
No
I'm telling you my broken friend can do most anything
Cut it
Yeah
Cut it
Cut it
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APPEARS ON:
Futurama - Volume 3
LENGTH:
1:50
WRITTEN BY:
Christopher Tyng
Eric Horsted
Ken Keeler
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals
John Di Maggio
Vocals
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