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