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
Chorus: 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 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
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
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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