Once they killed his monster when it went into a trap
Now he's making better ones on a higher stepOn a warm summer day
The doctor went away
To a place where he could make it realHis assistant's hips were nice
So he cloned her once or twice
Now his hips are aching
What a dealDr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become
Great rock musicians
And their time is rightSometimes when he's feeling bored
He's calling it a day
He's got his computers
And they do it their own wayThey 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 HalloweenDr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become great politicians
And their time is rightOne 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 lifeDr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become a great possession
And their time is rightDr. Stein grows funny creatures
Lets them run into the night
They become a great oppression
And their time is right
Composição: Michael Weikath.
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