A heart that's
Full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look
So tired unhappy
Bring down
The government
They don't
They don't speak for us
I'll take
A quiet life
A handshake
Of carbon monoxide
And 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
And such a
Pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises, please (let me out of here)
