A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't healYou look so tired, unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't
They don't speak for usI'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxideAnd no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprisesSilent
SilentThis is my final fit
My final bellyache withNo 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 (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
Please
Composição: Colin Greenwood / Ed O'Brien / Jonny Greenwood / Phil Selway / Thom Yorke.
