A heart that’s full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won’t heal
You look so tired and 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 and such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please