(lyrics are written by John Martyn)

N’I don't want to know ‘bout evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love;
I don't want to know ‘bout evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love.

Sometimes it gets so hard to listen,
Hard for me to use my eyes.
And all around the cold is glistenin’,
Making sure it keeps me down ta’ size.

And I don't want to know about evil,
Only want to know about love;
I don't want to know one thing about evil,
I only want to know ‘bout love.

I'm waiting for the planes to tumble,
Waiting for the towns to fall.
I'm waiting for the cities to crumble,
Waiting til’ the sea a’ crawl.

And I don't want to know ‘bout evil,
I only want to know about love;
I don't want to know ‘bout evil,
I only want to know ‘bout love.

Yes it's getting’ hard to listen,
Hard for us to use our eyes.
'Cause all around that gold is glistenin’,
Makin’ sure it keeps us hypnotized.

I don't want to know about evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love;
I don't want to know about evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love.

I don't want to know one thing about evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love;
I don't want to know anything about evil,
Only want to know ‘bout love.