No surprises - Radiohead

A heart that's full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal.
You were so tired, happy, bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for her
I'll take the quiet life,
a handshake of 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, such a pretty garden.
No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises.
No alarms and no surprises, please.