Sanoja: Tesla. Gold. Edison's Medicine.

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 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
So you'd say 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, 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'd say 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