The lyrical conceit of Albert Jones's "I'm Busting Nuts" is that the narrator is employed in a food processing facility that specializes in the production of fruitcakes - a sweet confection made of various fruits, spices, and nuts. His specific role in the production process at this "fruitcake bakery" is "busting nuts, all kinds of nuts" and this fact is reiterated throughout the song. Upon hearing this declaration, the listener might suspect that the work habits of our narrator are unseemly at best, or in gross violation of numerous health codes at worst. But then these misgivings are put to rest with the enumeration of the exact types of nuts being busted. This list includes (but is not limited to) walnuts, brazil nuts, peanuts, and chestnuts. In hindsight, it is rather humorous that we inferred that perhaps some sort of deviant behavior was taking place when what was actually being described was no more than one mundane step of a common dessert recipe. Then a final realization hits: This is a masterpiece of a sub-genre I like to call "innuendo funk."