Once they killed his monster
When it went into a trap
Now he's making a better ones
On higher step
Bridge:	On a warm summer day
	The doctor went away
	To 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 seal.
RF: 	Doctor Stein grows funny creatures
	Lets them run into the night
	They became great
	rock musicians,
	politicians,
	a great possession,
	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.
Bridge:	They mix some DNA, some skin and a certain spray
	You can watch it on a lazer screen
	And the fellow's blue and gray
	Or sometimes pink and green
	Just check it out on Halloween.
RF:
Bridge:	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"
	Look a syringe and blew out his life