Lyrics Dr. Stein
Once they killed his monster when it went into a trap
now he's making better ones on a higher step
On a warm summer day the doctor went away
to a 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 deal
Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
lets them run into the night
they become
[1] great rock musicians
[2] great politicians
[3] a great possession
[4] a great oppression
Sometimes when he's feeling bored
he's calling it a day
he's got his computers and they do it their own way
They mix some DNA, some skina and a certain spray
you can watch it on a laser screen
and the fellow's blue and grey
or sometimes pink and green
just check it out on Halloween
Dr. Stein grows funny creatures. . .
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"
took a syringe and blew out his life