The Edison Museum
They Might Be Giants Lyrics


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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 on its platform
In the topmost tower, a light burns 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 stair, 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

Overall Meaning

The Edison Museum is a song by They Might Be Giants that paints a vivid picture of an abandoned, deserted museum in New Jersey that was once a bustling factory. The music begins with a haunting sound, setting the stage for the eerie atmosphere the lyrics convey. The first verse describes the museum's massive, haunted towers, shrouded in mystery and visible from far away. People come from all around to see it, even though the museum isn't open to the public.


The second verse gives a glimpse into what can be seen from outside the gate of the Edison Museum. The courtyard is dark and gloomy, and the iron bars of the gate take on an ominous tone. The Black Maria, a primitive film studio where Thomas Edison shot some of his early films, sits in the courtyard, spinning slowly on its platform. In the topmost tower of the museum, a light burns dimly, casting a spooky glow on the scene. The coiling filament glowing within seems like a reference to the famous invention by Thomas Edison.


The song's chorus reminds us that the Edison Museum was once a bustling factory and is now the largest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey. The last verse describes the wooden door behind which Thomas Edison's voice can be heard reciting a poem on a phonograph. The ghosts of his in-house staff can be seen floating up the stairs like silent moving pictures, adding to the eerie and mysterious atmosphere of the museum. The song ends with the line "the largest independently owned and operated mausoleum," suggesting that the Edison Museum may be more of a graveyard than a museum.


Line by Line Meaning

The Edison Museum, not open to the public
The Edison Museum is not accessible to anyone who wishes to visit.


Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above it
The Museum has tall, ghostly towers that are visible from far away.


Folks drive in from out of town To gaze in amazement when they see it
People come from other cities just to admire the museum from the outside.


Just outside the gate I look into the courtyard Underneath the gathering thunderstorm
During a storm, the artist stands outside the museum and stares into its courtyard.


Through the iron bars, I see the Black Maria Revolving slowly on its platform
From outside, the artist can see the Black Maria, which is slowly spinning on its platform within the museum.


In the topmost tower, a light burns dim A coiling filament glowing within
There is a barely visible light coming from a coiling filament in the topmost tower of the Museum.


The Edison Museum, once a bustling factory Today is but a darkened, cobweb covered hive of industry
The Edison Museum, which was once a busy factory, is now abandoned and overrun with cobwebs.


The tallest, widest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey
The Edison Museum is known as 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
There is a wooden door within the museum that plays a recording of Thomas Alva reciting a poem on a phonograph.


Ghosts float up the stair, like silent moving pictures The loyal phantoms of his in-house staff
Throughout the museum, there are apparitions of the loyal staff of Thomas Alva Edison, moving up the stairs like silent films.


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 is an amazing place, but no one ever enters or exits its doors.


So when your children quarrel and nothing seems to quell them Just tell them that you'll take them to the Edison Museum
If your children are misbehaving and nothing seems to calm them down, tell them you will take them to the Edison Museum as a way to distract them.


The largest independently owned and operated mausoleum
The Edison Museum is the biggest privately owned and operated mausoleum in existence.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BRIAN PIERRE DWAN, JOHN FLANSBURGH, JOHN LINNELL, JOHN C. FLANSBURGH, JOHN S. LINNELL

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