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 goverment
They don't, they don't speak for us

I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbonmonoxide

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

Silent
Silent
This is our final fit
Our 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
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please.