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