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 quite life a handsnake 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
Sucha a poetry house such a poetry garden
No alarms and no surprises no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please