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 government 
They don’t, they don’t speak for us 
 
I’ll take a quiet life 
A handshake of carbon monoxide 
And 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