I don't know at all
What all of you want of me
I don't know at all
Tell me, explain to me
How to live, how I should finally be
Is it at all worth it, worth it
I don't know the price
Maybe someone knows
This value, and will borrow me
Not much - just a dab
A dab, dab, ooo... ye...
And if it works out
I will return it, than again I won't...
I don't like to be dependant
Why are you hiding in this obscurity
The values, the values of this world
Perhaps someday I will find it and I'll break it up
Then I will dispense everything to those
Who don't know how to live
They don't know anything
They don't know anything, they know nothing
And I don't know anything, I don't know...