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 frightening"
But never out to sell.
Their nickels and pence made more than did sense.
And not the sensible thing.

Nor did the man out of time, man out of time
Thought you was crazy, you was one of a kind
Man out of time, man out of time
All along the 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 out of time, man out of time
Thought you was crazy, you was one of a kind
Man out of time, man out of time
Said you was out of 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 out of time, man out of time
Thought you was crazy, you was one of a kind
Man out of time, man out of time
Swore you was out of 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
You took a shot and it did you in
Edison's medicine
You played your cards but you couldn't win
Edison's medicine