Philip the Iceman
Was a poor delivery boy
With an overbite and two buggy eyes
And a job devoid of joy

Cryo-suspension
Is a fairy tale they say
Don't believe 'em, Joe, cuz the fans all know
How it befell Fry one day

There must have been some magic
In that cry-tube he found
For it survived a thousand years
Of destruction all around

Oh Philip the Iceman
Was alive as he could be
And in total awe of the world he saw
Just the same as you and me

He wandered down the streets of town
Right to his nephew's door
The old guy offered him a job
Like the one he had before

But Philip the Iceman
Didn't get the irony
And he shouted "I am the luckiest guy,
It's the perfect job for me!"

Dingitty-ding-dong, dingitty-ding-dong, hear that theme song go!
Dingitty-ding-dong, dingitty-ding-dong, oh how I love this show!