I don't want knowledge,
I want certainty


In the street a man shouts out loud
A wallet drops and money flies into the midday sun
With the sound, with the sound,

with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes


Earthlings on fire


[CHORUS]
With the sound, with the sound,
with the sound of the ground

Sure I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes


Earthlings on fire
I don't want knowledge,
I want certainty


In a house a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he sighs

"What a morning"

[CHORUS]

Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Oh I get a little bit afraid


Sometimes


I don't want knowledge,
I want certainty


Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes


I don't want knowledge,
I want certainty
I don't want knowledge