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Senior Scientist__Track 11.

I am the senior scientist, my drinkin’ friends all call me “Mr. Mothy Mist”. Well I play with your future and I toy with the land. My boss they say is Washington, but he’s a company man. Now how could you say that I hold the key? Someone’s got to do it hell, might as well be me. Cause I like my four wheels and I like my new home. My kids they’ll go to college and they won’t need a loan. For I am the Senior Scientist, my drinkin’ friends all call me Mr. Mothy Mist. My drinkin’ friends they call me Mr. Mothy Mist. Well I’m a little near sighted and a little left brained. I’ve got the goods on white wash, but I feel no pain. For I am the senior scientist, My drinkin’ friends all call me Mr. Mothy Mist. My drinkin’ friends they call me Mr. Mothy Mist. Two three four––hush . . .