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 and carbonmonoxide
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 and
no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Please
RADIOHEAD
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