Edison's Medicine Lyrics
| Song | Edison's Medicine |
| Artist | Tesla |
| Album | Psychotic Supper |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barbiero, Hannon, Keith ... | |
| You're guilty of crime in the first degree, | |
| Second and third as well. | |
| My jury finds you'll be serving your time | |
| When you go straight to hell. | |
| 'Cause he was Lord of the Lightning, | |
| Though "socially fright'ning", | |
| But never out to sell. | |
| Their nickels and pence | |
| Meant more than did sense, | |
| And not the sensible thing. | |
| . | |
| Nor did the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| All along, world was wrong. You was right. | |
| All that he saw, all he conceived, | |
| They just could not believe. | |
| Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained, | |
| Along with number three. | |
| He was electromagnetic, completely kinetic, | |
| "New Wizard of the West." | |
| But they swindled and whined that he wasn't our kind, | |
| And said Edison knew best. | |
| . | |
| He was the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Said you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison's medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn't win. | |
| Edison's medicine. | |
| . | |
| I spent twelve years of hard time, | |
| More like the best years of my life. | |
| Never heard or read a single word | |
| About "the man" and his "wicked mind." | |
| They'll sell you on Marconi. | |
| Familiar, but a phony. | |
| Story goes they sold their souls | |
| And swore that you'd never know... | |
| . | |
| About the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Swore you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison's medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn't win. | |
| Edison's medicine. |
| zuo ci : Barbiero, Hannon, Keith ... | |
| You' re guilty of crime in the first degree, | |
| Second and third as well. | |
| My jury finds you' ll be serving your time | |
| When you go straight to hell. | |
| ' Cause he was Lord of the Lightning, | |
| Though " socially fright' ning", | |
| But never out to sell. | |
| Their nickels and pence | |
| Meant more than did sense, | |
| And not the sensible thing. | |
| . | |
| Nor did the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| All along, world was wrong. You was right. | |
| All that he saw, all he conceived, | |
| They just could not believe. | |
| Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained, | |
| Along with number three. | |
| He was electromagnetic, completely kinetic, | |
| " New Wizard of the West." | |
| But they swindled and whined that he wasn' t our kind, | |
| And said Edison knew best. | |
| . | |
| He was the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Said you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn' t win. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| . | |
| I spent twelve years of hard time, | |
| More like the best years of my life. | |
| Never heard or read a single word | |
| About " the man" and his " wicked mind." | |
| They' ll sell you on Marconi. | |
| Familiar, but a phony. | |
| Story goes they sold their souls | |
| And swore that you' d never know... | |
| . | |
| About the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Swore you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn' t win. | |
| Edison' s medicine. |
| zuò cí : Barbiero, Hannon, Keith ... | |
| You' re guilty of crime in the first degree, | |
| Second and third as well. | |
| My jury finds you' ll be serving your time | |
| When you go straight to hell. | |
| ' Cause he was Lord of the Lightning, | |
| Though " socially fright' ning", | |
| But never out to sell. | |
| Their nickels and pence | |
| Meant more than did sense, | |
| And not the sensible thing. | |
| . | |
| Nor did the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| All along, world was wrong. You was right. | |
| All that he saw, all he conceived, | |
| They just could not believe. | |
| Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained, | |
| Along with number three. | |
| He was electromagnetic, completely kinetic, | |
| " New Wizard of the West." | |
| But they swindled and whined that he wasn' t our kind, | |
| And said Edison knew best. | |
| . | |
| He was the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Said you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn' t win. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| . | |
| I spent twelve years of hard time, | |
| More like the best years of my life. | |
| Never heard or read a single word | |
| About " the man" and his " wicked mind." | |
| They' ll sell you on Marconi. | |
| Familiar, but a phony. | |
| Story goes they sold their souls | |
| And swore that you' d never know... | |
| . | |
| About the man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind. | |
| Man outta time, man outta time. | |
| Swore you was outta your mind! | |
| You took a shot and it did you in. | |
| Edison' s medicine. | |
| You played your cards, but you couldn' t win. | |
| Edison' s medicine. |
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