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