I don´t want knowledge
I want certainty

On the street
A man shouts out loud

A wallet drops
And money flies into the midday
sun

With this sound
With this sound
With this sound mark the ground
Sure I get a little afraid -
sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire

In a room a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he sighs
"What a morning"

With this sound
With this sound
WIth this sound mark the ground
Sure I get a little afraid -
sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire