No Surprises - Radiohead

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 and

This is my final fit

My final bellyache with

Such a pretty house and

Such a pretty garden