I saw in Berkeley a young female, I think, but it sure is hard to tell here, with a t-shirt that sported “Genetic Engineer”. So I said, “let’s talk ethics”.

Of course the undefined critter did not stop and wasn’t into some old fart checking their action with morals, the old word for ethics or integrity.

That is when I started singing, 

I been workin on the railroad but as minstrel with new words. 

I been workin on your genome

All the live long day

I been workin on your genome just to pass the time away.

I can splice a jellyfish or even a baboon 

Just to see what I get

Synthetic genetics of silicon and sulfur

Machining mutants all the livelong day

I code with crisper and all the tools 

To change your DNAaaaaa

I like it if you think you’re god

Working all the live long day

I am your master, your god and more

Cant you hear the babies crying 

Sounding just like dolly the clone

“Leave my genes alone”.

I can replace any thiamine with a synthetic substitute 

All the live long day

Should I do it or shouldn’t I?

I don’t care synthetic genetics is so fun to play

Like the fly With a human head 

Crying for my attention

The spider nears  and I watch with awe

Just what I have made

Im clinical objective and not emotionally involved

You will suffer but I get paid

Made famous as Jenny Doudna

Looking for another mutant to create

I been working on your genome 

Changing the way you work

I say the treatment is for your good 

And shoot you in the ass with my new genes

You get paralyzed and I take my notes

All the live long day

Adult sudden death is nothing new

I won’t let you die you are my experiment of the day

It is cool I own you now

Cause I got the patent inside of you

Im woking on your genome 

All the live long day

Can’t you hear the mutants screaming 

Let me die today 

But I want my slaves and Nobel prize

So I think I will keep you alive for many more  days

(Whistling the chorus__

All the livelong day