a heart that's full up like a landfill
a job that slowly kills you
bruises that won't heal.
you were so tired, happy,
bring down the government, they don't speak for us.
i'll take the 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.