Nut Heat

She was a west end girl, I was a boy from the city

Her hair was golden curls, and boy was she pretty

And all the guys at the malt shop (they were at the malt shop)

Said she's out of my league (oh she's out of your league)

But they don't know (no we don't know)

The way she looks at me

I was just a regular guy, much to shy, to even say "hi" (to even say "hi")

But then she turned to me and cried

Gimme gimme (give it, give it to me)

(Ooh) Gimme that nut heat

Ooh gimme gimme. Things are moving a little fast

(Ooh) Gimme that nut heat

(Ooh) Gimme gimme (give it, give it to me)

(Ooh) Gimme that nut heat

Ooh gimme gimme. Give me that nut heat!

I guess she likes me

Now it's five years later, me and that girl got married

And you know there were plenty of suitors

Better luck next time, Gary

(Aw, darn it to pieces)

Couldn't go to work, couldn't walk ten feet

'Cuz her unquenchable thirst for my hot Nut Heat

She's my perfect girl

Skiddly bop ah doop-ah deep-ah dop-ah doo bop doo!

Three hundred thousand years in the future, long after the age of humankind has ended and the age of machines has begun

The world is controlled by several warring factions of artificial intelligence

All in competition to control the precious, few natural resources still present on the planet Earth (you flank left, you flank left)

The seas have been poisoned, the skys darkened (God is dead)

And the quest for precious magnesium has become the dominant pursuit of all known beings on the planet

A rogue battalion of human resistance fighters live underground amidst the few remaining bio-organisms

And all have but one energy source remaining: Nut heat

And all the guys at the malt shop