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

Let's them run into the night

They become great rock musicians

And their time is right

Time is right

Sometimes when he's feeling bored

He's calling it a day

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

They mix some DNA, some skin and a certain spray

You can watch it on a laser screen

And the fellow's blue and gray

Or sometimes pink and green

Just check it out on Halloween

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures

Let's them run into the night

They become great politicians

And their time is right

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

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures

Let's them run into the night

They become a great possession

And their time is right

Dr. Stein grows funny creatures

Let's them run into the night

They become a great oppression

And their time is right

Time is right

Time is right

Time is right