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