The Edison Museum (another Version) Lyrics - They Might Be Giants

The Edison Museum, not open to the public 

Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above it 

Folks drive in from out of town 

To gaze in amazement when they see it 

Just outside the gate I look into the courtyard 

Underneath the gathering thunderstorm 

Through the iron bars, I see the black maria 

Revolving slowly in its platform 

In the topmost tower, the lights burn dim 

A coiling filament glowing within 

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The Edison Museum, once a bustling factory 

Today is but a darkened cobweb covered hive of industry 

The tallest, widest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey 

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Behind a wooden door, the voice of Thomas Alva 

Recites a poem on a phonograph 

Ghosts float up the stairs, like silent moving pictures 

The loyal phantoms of his in house staff 

A wondrous place it is, there can be no doubt 

But no one ever goes in, and no one ever goes out 

So when your children quarrel and nothing seems to quell them 

Just tell them that you'll take them to the Edison Museum 

The largest independently owned and operated mausoleum