Tono: Am
Introducción:
Am
Cigars are evil, you won't miss 'em
Am
We'll find ways to simulate that smell
Am
What a sorry fella,
A D
Rolled up and smoked like a Panatela
E F G Am
Here on Level One of Robot Hell
Am
Gambling's wrong and so is cheating
Am
So is forging phony IOUs
Am Gm
Let's let lady luck decide
Am Gm
What type of torture's justified
C F G E Am
I'm pit boss here on Level Two
Ooooh! Deep fried robot!
G
Just tell me why
D7
There must be worse robots than I
D
We checked around, there really aren't
C
Then please let me explain: my crimes were merely boyish pranks
Robot Devil:
B C
Awww, don't blame me, blame my upbringing
B E
Please stop sinning when I'm singing!
Am
Selling bootleg tapes is wrong
Em G5
Musicians need that income to survive
F
With your hard drive scratched by the Beastie Boys
C F G Am
That's what'cha, what'cha, what'cha get on Level Five!
G
I don't feel well
D
Maybe he likes it here in hell
C7
Maybe he's back at the motel
B7 C7
So just sit back, enjoy the ride
B7 E7 Em E7
My ass has blisters from the slide
Am
Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights
Am G
Publishing indecent magazines
You'll pay for every crime
C Dm
Knee-deep in electric slime
C F G E
You'll suffer 'till the end of time
Am Dm
Enduring tortures, most of which rhyme
G A Am
Trapped forever here in Robot Hell!