Death nears an age of wax and string
For soon electric light will end the suffering
The candle flickers at a glimpse of what's to come
A globe in every room, maybe two
Long days and sleepless nights ahead
To keep it burning longer than a breath
Edison and Swan race to illuminate the world
For good will or for profit unheard
Divided by the seas, they will avenge the day
To see their names in lights
Burning up the candle at both ends
The patents filed, profits rolling in
Behold! The truth unfolds that Edison's a fraud
For he claimed the work of Swan as his own
United by the bulb, the two will merge for all
The future mazuma
Filament in my bulb, it burns so bright
Filament its so bright, burns out my retina
But we chase the dark away
Only shadows can remain
We chase the dark away
Activate the splendour with a switch
A hum, a flash, shards of glass are scattering
We duck for cover; another bulb has bit the dust
The second one this month, I'm sure
I was told of an everlasting bulb
For a century it burned, then I learned
That our brightest future was sold, designed to be flawed
To keep us coming back for more, and they keep the power on
Emitting more than just the light
A different price is on its way
Filament in my bulb, it burns so bright
Filament its so bright, burns out my retina
But we chase the dark away
Only shadows can remain
We chase the dark away