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(Yawn!)Energy . . .Sometimes I think I'm running out of energySeems like we use an awful lot forHeating and lighting and drivingReading and writing and jivingEnergy . . . You'd think we'd be saving it upEnergy . . . You can get it by damming up a riverEnergy . . . A windmill can make the breeze deliverBut even with milling and dammingOur needs are so much more demandingFor energy . . . We have to use some kind of fuelChop, chop, chop, the cavemen used wood to start their firesChop, chop, chop, they made all the tools that they requiredChop, chop, chop, inventions got more and more inspiredThe fires got higher and higherAnd clearings got wider and widerEnergy . . . They were burning about all their wood upSongtexteThen one day men discovered that coal would do it betterMiners dug, and it looked like it might just last foreverIt seemed like the final solutionIt started the Industrial RevolutionEnergy . . . We could just keep on digging it upNow in 1859 - way out in western PennsylvaniaA man had built a rig that got some laughs from folks who came thereBut suddenly, a mighty roar came up from under the groundAnd soon a gusher, gushing oil, soaked all who stood aroundNow no-one knew, when that gusher blewThe petroleum years were on usOr that so many cars and trucks would come to cause a crisisEnergy . . . We're looking to try and find some new kindsEnergy . . . Exploring to try and make a new findNuclear and thermal and solarIf we miss we'll get colder and colderEnergy . . . We've got to stop using you upSo don't be cross when momma says turn that extra light outJust turn it off till we find us a fuel that never runs outIf everyone tries a bit harderOur fuel will go farther and fartherEnergy . . .We're going to be stretching you out Aus Songtexte Mania