Dr. Stein
Once they killed his monster when it went into a trapNow he's making better ones on a higher step
On a warm summer day the doctor went awayTo a place where he could make it realHis assistant's hips were niceSo he cloned her once or twiceNow his hips are aching what a deal
Dr. Stein grows funny creaturesLets them run into the nightThey become great rock musiciansAnd their time is right
Sometimes when he's feeling boredHe's claling it a dayHe's got his computers and they do it their own way
They mix some DNA, some skin and a certain sprayYou can watch it on a laser screenAnd the fellow's blue and greyOr sometimes pink and greenJust check it out on Halloween
Dr. Stein grows funny creaturesLets them run into the nightThey become great politiciansAnd their time is right
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One night he cloned himselfPut his brother on a shelfBut when he fell asleep that nightIt crept up from behind and thought "well never mind"Took a syringe and blew out his life
Dr. Stein grows funny creaturesLets them run into the nightThey become a great possessionAnd their time is right
Dr. Stein grows funny creaturesLets them run into the nightThey become a great oppressionAnd their time is right