No alarms.

A HEART, THAT'S FULL UP LIKE A LANDFILL,
A JOB THAT SLOWLY KILLS YOU,
BRUISES THAT WON'T HEAL.
YOU LOOK, SO TIRED-UNHAPPY
BRING DOWN THE GOVERNMENT
THEY DON'T, THEY DON'T SPEAK FOR US.
I'LL TAKE A QUIET LIFE,
A HANDSHAKE OF CARBON MONOXIDE.

WITH NO ALARMS AND NO SURPRISES,
NO ALARMS AND NO SURPRISES,
NO ALARMS AND NO SURPRISES,
NO ALARMS AND NO SURPRISES,
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,
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.