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A heart that's full up like a landfillA job that slowly kills youBruises that won't healYou look so tired and unhappyBring down the governmentThey don't, they don't speak for usI'll take a quiet lifeA handshake of carbon monoxideAnd no alarms and no surprisesNo alarms and no surprisesNo alarms and no surprisesSilent, silent This is my final fit, my final bellyache withNo alarms and no surprisesNo alarms and no surprisesNo alarms and no surprises pleaseSuch a pretty house, 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 please (let me out of here)
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"No Surprises" as written by Thomas Edward Yorke, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Philip James Selway, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'brien
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