The s**ms are in a test-tube
The reaction had begun
The engineer was in the mood
To create my mother's son
The years went by and now I'm here
I'm a routine test-proband
The engineer an*lyses my sera
And tells me: "You're a mutant!"
"I - save your life, without fear
I'm your genetic-engineer!
I - want your file, have no fear
I'm your genetic-engineer!"
I refuse to be tested to d**h
Cause I think and act instinctive
But he forces me in a strait-jacket
And injects me a sedative
The test is over, I'm normal again
My functions are intact, I'm brought into line
I'm a lucky man, I feel no pain
The genetic-engineer has made me fine