A heart that's full of lies Like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Loses that wound here You look so tired, unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for all I'll take a quiet life I'll shake some carbon monoxide No alarms and no surprises Silence, silence This is my final fit My final bellyache With no alarms and no surprises Such a pretty house And such a pretty garden No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises To me
