David Bowie - Law текст песни

I don't want knowledgeI want certaintyOn the streetA man shouts out loudA wallet dropsAnd money flies into the middaySunWith this soundWith this soundWith this sound mark the groundSure I get a little afraid -SometimesEarthlings on fireEarthlings on fireEarthlings on fireIn a room a man drops deadAs he hits the floor he sighs'what a morning'With this soundWith this soundWith this sound mark the groundSure I get a little afraid -SometimesEarthlings on fireEarthlings on fire