A home 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 a longs and no surprises
No a longs and no surprises
No a longs and no surprises
Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache
With no a longs and no surprises
No a longs and no surprises
No a longs and no surprises
Please
Composição: Colin Greenwood / Ed O’Brien / Jonny Greenwood / Philip Selway / Thom Yorke