Radiohead
 [bad word] (1997)
No Surprises

heart that's full up like a landfill, 
 a job that slowly kills you, 
 [bad word] that won't heal
 You were so tired, happy,
 bring down the government, 
 they don't, they don't speak for her
 I'll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide

 No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
 No alarms and no surprises
 Silent, 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, 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