Pulled To Bits(Live At The Royal Albert Hall, London / 1983)

歌詞

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 scatter 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 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 Pulled to bits--in silence left rotting on the ground Slowly pull to bits--in silence without a sound, without a fucking sound Pulled to bits, yackety-yackety-yack-yack-yack Pulled to bits, shatter-shatter-shatter-clatter Pulled to bits, yap-yap-yap-yapping Pulled to bits--without a sound