| Lyrics |
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
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