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,
Silent silence.
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
and such a pretty garden.
No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises please.
東北関東大震災、福島第一原子力発電所の事故から2ヵ月…
じわじわゆるりと蝕まれていく感じ。
皮肉にも、今おかれてる状況にピッタリだこの曲。
もうほんと…どうなるんだろうねえ？
わたしたち、実験台じゃないよ。