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