Tekstovi: Beastie Boys. I Don't Know.

What's pleasing to the eye in the delusion of my sight
Is not what I find when I reach into the light I have lost my mind
I'm walking through time deluded as the next guy
Pretending and hoping to find that distant peace of mind

I don't know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go?

It's not so simple as I try to wish
But then again what is?
There is no other worthy quest
So on I go

I don't know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go?

I don't know
Who does know
Where to go?

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know