| Lives a hunchback with one hand |
| And he's earnin' his pay |
| A'haulin' brains all day |
| For a madman
by the name of Grand |
| Grand says he's a doctor |
| A doc' of what I do not know |
| He's got wildfires a'burnin' in his eyes |
| On a face as
cold as snow |
| And he's mad, mad, doctor Grand |
| Madder than the Hatter in Wonderland |
| Madder than Frankenstein |
| More twisted
than a ball o' twine |
| Some madmen like their potions |
| Or their shiny time machines |
| But Doctor Grand wouldn't settle for less |
| Than a monster both big and mean |
| He got a secret labrotory |
| His computer is a Cray |
| He got a laser ray gun in his pocket for fun |
| He got some
monster D.N.A. |
| And he's mad, mad, doctor Grand |
| Madder than the Hatter in Wonderland |
| Madder than Frankenstein |
| More twisted
than a ball o' twine |
| Outside his lab not long ago |
| Lighting lit the night |
| That monster's fingers started |
| Twitchin' all around |
| And ooh it was a sight |
| That doctor's eyes blazed brighter |
| And his laughter then began |
| But Doctor Grand learned a lesson that night |
| Bout monster makin and
short-sighted plans |
| And he's mad, mad, doctor Grand |
| Madder than the Hatter in Wonderland |
| Madder than Frankenstein |
| More twisted
than a ball o' twine |
| (Slow, spooky tone on this stanza) Well on that cloudy moonless night |
| Chicago woke
to the monster's sound ***ROAR*** |
| The sun came up that morn to find |
| Chicago six
feet underground |
| And he was mad, mad, doctor Grand |
| Madder than the Hatter in Wonderland |
| Madder than Frankenstein |
| More twisted than a ball o' twine |
Friday, July 3, 2015
Mad, Mad, Doctor Grand
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