Sometimes I think I'm runnin' out of energy.
Seems like we use an awful lot for
Heatin' and lightin' and drivin'
Readin' and writin' and jivin'.
Energy ... You'd think we'd be savin' it up.
Energy ... You can get it by dammin' up a river.
Energy ... A windmill can make the breeze deliver.
But even with millin' and dammin',
Our needs are so much more demanding.
For energy ... We have to use some kind of fuel.
Chop, chop, chop, the cavemen used wood to start their fires.
Chop, chop, chop, they made all the tools that they required.
Chop, chop, chop, inventions got more and more inspired.
The fires got higher and higher,
And clearings got wider and wider.
Energy ... They were burnin' 'bout all their wood up.
Then one day, men discovered that coal would do it better.
Miners dug, and it looked like it might just last forever.
It seemed like the final solution.
It started the Industrial Revolution.
Energy ... We could just keep on diggin' it up.
Now in 1859, way out in western Pennsylvania,
A man had built a rig that got some laughs from folks who came there.
But suddenly, a mighty roar came up from under the ground.
And soon a gusher, gushin' oil, soaked all who stood around.
Now no-one knew, when that gusher blew,
The petroleum years were on us,
Or that so many cars and trucks would come to cause a crisis.
Energy ... We're looking to try and find some new kinds.
Energy ... Exploring to try and make a new find.
Nuclear and thermal and solar,
If we miss, we'll get colder and colder.
Energy ... We've gotta stop usin' you up.
So don't be cross when momma says turn that extra light out.
Just turn it off till we find us a fuel that never runs out.
If everyone tries a bit harder,
Our fuel will go farther and farther.
Energy ... We're gonna be stretchin' you out!