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Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms
And their itchy little thumbs saying, "Play your funky drum"

Each jump in the dark, we claim as our own
We know it's a lie, we never acted alone
Each jump in the dark, each jump in the dark

The machine became the star, reach to the bar
Poor Gus Dudgeton, lying in his car
Down in the basement, messing with the moment
Alchemy and elements, smashing up your instruments

Old Thomas Edison, mixing up the medicine
Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms
And their itchy little thumbs saying, "Play your funky drum"

A foot in the past, a head in a book
A soup of opinion and a ladle of luck
Each jump in the dark, each jump in the dark

Old Thomas Edison, mixing up the medicine
Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms
And their itchy little thumbs saying, "Play your funky drum"

From starlight to flashlight, sellin' out the copyright
Takes a little time but the contracts airtight
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
The money's in the black but the needle's in the red

Old Thomas Edison, mixing up the medicine
Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms
And their itchy little thumbs saying, "Play your funky drum"

Old Thomas Edison, mixing up the medicine
Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms
And their itchy little thumbs saying, "Play your funky drum"

Messing up time from Accrington to Amazon
See them all come with their wires and booms