Pull to Bits Songtext

von Siouxsie and the Banshees

Siouxsie And The Banshees
Nocturne
Pull To Bits
Tongues are clacking words of one vision
One tiny incision and teeth are cracking
On thin air, on thin air
And teeth are cracking on thin air

Pull to bits--in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pull to bits--in silence
Without a sound, without a sound

Building's bleached with shatter-shatter-clatter
Fill their senses with cement
Watch the people scatter
One by one, one by one

Pull to bits--in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pull to bits--in silence
Without a sound, without a sound

Young lungs snapping coming up for air
The mindless ones yapping, slashing through the thoroughfare
One by one, one by one
Oh one by one without a fucking care

Pull to bits--in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pull to bits--in silence
Without a sound, without a fucking sound

Pull to bits, yackety-yackety-yack-yack-yack
Pull to bits, shatter-shatter-shatter-clatter
Pull to bits, yap-yap-yap-yapping
Pull to bits--without a sound