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Loudon Wainwright III - 1994 lyrics
There's been a brand new breakthrough Though they're not sure what it means We used to blame our parents Now we can pin it on our genes Hey and I'm not talking 501's I don't mean no pair of pants I'm talking about a future Where nothing's left to chance If you're dumb, fat, queer, or crazy No one is to blame You've just been dealt a lousy hand In the genetic poker game And if you start killing people It's not evil you're not cruel It's just a little goop polluting Your genetic swimming pool CHORUS: They can spot the culprit And magnify it on a screen Those scientists and doctors Can pinpoint that nasty genre And with a little engineering They can take that wayward train And they can get it back on track So you're smart, straight, thin, and sane Abandon what is random Don't you leave it up to luck Why not submit yourself to a little Genetic nip and tuck Yeah we can put a man upon the moon And we can conquer inner space With a little genetic tinkering We can make a master race Now back there in the first verse I sang that nothing is left to chance We're locked into a box or a goose step In life's DNA dance Now the future is no mystery Finally you can make plans Yes it's your destiny and you won it Just pray it stays in your hands |
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