A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappyBring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxideWith no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silence, silenceThis is my final fit
My final bellyacheWith no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises pleaseSuch a pretty house
And such a pretty gardenNo alarms and no surprises
(Get me outta here)
No alarms and no surprises
(Get me outta here)
No alarms and no surprises, please
Songwriters
Jonathan Richa Greenwood;Thomas Yorke;Edward John O'brien;Philip Selway;Colin Charles GreenwoodPublished by
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