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
No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises...
Silence, silence
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
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