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
lets 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 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
Dr. Stein grows
funny creatures
Lets 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
blew out his life
Dr. Stein grows
funny creatures
Lets them run
into the night
They become
a great possession
And their time
is right
Dr. Stein grows
funny creatures
Lets them run
into the night
They become
a great oppression
And their time is
right time is right
Time is right
time is right~