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They Might Be Giants - Edison Museum Lyrics

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  • The edison museum, not open to the public
  • Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above
  • 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
  • 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
  • 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
  • The edison museum, not open to the public
  • Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above it
  • The oldest, greatest and most famous haunted mansion in new jersey

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