Come 'n listen to my story 'bout a man named Fry
A poor delivery boy, carried 'round a pizza pie
And then one day, like a lazy, clumsy boob
He fell off a chair into a cryogenic tube
Stasis, that is... frozen solid, human popsicle

Well, the first thing you know, old Fry's in year 3K
Where Leela said, "Fry, you're too dumb to stay!"
Said, "A delivery boy is the best you'll ever be"
So he ran off on his own and met a new robot buddy
Bender, that is, drinkin' beers, smokin' stogies

....

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Fry and all his friends
They would like to thank you folks for watching 'til it ends
You're all invited back again to this locality
To have a heapin' helpin' of their sardonic quality
Satire, that is, set a spell, take your blinders off

Y'all come back now, y'hear?
(Professor Farnsworth: "What? Hear what?")