Pulled to Bits (Oxford, Apollo Theatre 14-11-1985) Songtext
von Siouxsie and the Banshees

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

Pulled to bits, in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pulled to bits, in silence
Without a sound, without a sound

Buildings bleached with
Shatter, shatter, clatter
Fill their senses with cement
Watch the people shatter

One by one, one by one


Pulled to bits, in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pulled to bits, in silence
Without a sound, without a sound

The young ones 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

Pulled to bits, in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pulled to bits, in silence
Without a sound, without a fucking sound

Pulled to bits, yack-ety, yack-ety, yack, yack, yack
Pulled to bits, shatter, shatter, shatter, clatter
Pulled to bits, yap, yap, yap, yapping
Pulled to bits, without a sound