M. Weikath)



Once they killed his monster

When it went into a trap

Now he's making a better ones

On higher step

Bridge: On a warm summer day

The doctor went away

To place where he could make it real

His assistant's hips were nice

So he cloned her once or twice

Now his hips are aching what a seal.

RF: Doctor Stein grows funny creatures

Lets them run into the night

They became great

rock musicians,

politicians,

a great possession,

oppression,

And their time is right.

Sometimes when he's feeling bored

He's calling it a day

He's got his computers and they do it their own way.

Bridge: They mix some DNA, some skin and a certain spray

You can watch it on a lazer screen

And the fellow's blue and gray

Or sometimes pink and green

Just check it out on Halloween.

RF:

Bridge: One night he cloned himself

Put his brother on a shelf

But when he fell asleep that night

It crept up from behind and thought

"Well, never mind"

Look a syringe and blew out his life