Pull Out The Pin

Kate Bush

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Just as we hit the green I’ve never been so happy to be alive Only seven miles behind you could smell the child The smell of the front line’s survival With my silver Buddha and my silver bullet You learn to ride the earth when your living on your belly And the enemy is city birthed (lyrics?) Who need radar? We use scent They stink of the west stink of sweat stink of the cologne and baccy and their yankee hash With my silver Buddha and my silver bullet Pulling on the pin oh pull out pull out Pulling on the pin oh - oh - oh -oh - oh Chorus (Choppy stumming pattern - a bit of palm mute) Just one thing in it me or him And I love life so pull out the pin Just one thing in it me or him And I love life so pull out the pin Just one thing in it me or him And I love life I love life I love life Pull out the pin Rest of the words I’ve seen the coat for me I’ll track him ’til he drops Then I’ll pop him one he won’t see He’s big and pink and not like me he sees no light He sees no reason for the fighting With my silver Buddha and my silver bullet - pull out the pin I ha d not seen his face ’til I’m only feet away Unbeknown to my prey I look in the American eyes I see little lifesee little wife He’s stirring violence up in me With my silver Buddha and my silver bullet - pull out the pin

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La chanson évoque le sentiment d'un combat intérieur, entre la vie et la mort, dans un contexte de guerre. L’artiste semble explorer la tension entre la survie et la violence, décrivant des sensations olfactives qui rappellent à la fois l’angoisse et la vie qui s'accroche. Elle utilise des images fortes pour illustrer la présence de l’ennemi, tout en confrontant ses propres émotions et réflexions. À travers des symboles comme le "Buddha argenté" et la "balle argentée", elle souligne un contraste entre la spiritualité et la brutalité du combat. L’idée centrale repose sur la lutte pour la vie, posant la question de l'instinct de survie face à la mort imminente, dans un climat de danger et d’incertitude. C'est une plongée dans les pensées d'un individu aux prises avec ses dilemmes éthiques et moraux en temps de guerre.

Le Chansonnier