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
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"
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
