A heart that's full up
like a landfill
A job that slowly
kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired 'n' happy
Bring down the government
They don't
They don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake some
carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache
With
no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
please
Such a pretty house
Such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
please