a heart that s full up like a landfill a job that slowly kills you bruises that won t heal oh you look so tired and unhappy break down the government they don t they don t speak for us yes i ll take a 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 fight my final bellyache with no alarms and no surprises no alarms and no surprises no alarms and no surprises please no surprises please no surprises please