Away in a freezer, a tube for a bed
The pizza boy Philip laid down his sweet head
The fireworks in the night sky sparkled down and ignored
The pizza boy Philip frozen stiff as a board

The tube is defrosting, the iceman awakes!
But pizza boy Philip does some quick double-takes
No longer in the present is our young hero Fry
He's a thousand years older, with a new life to try

Be near me, Futurama, I ask thee to stay
In that timeslot forever, behind Simpsons, Sunday
Bless all the dear writers, Mr. Groening as well
Hope it keeps getting better, cuz right now it's just swell!