she`s got cigarretteon each arm
she`s got the lily-white cavity crazes
she`s got a carborator tied tothe moon
pink eyes looking to the food of the ages
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
She`s got a hand on a wheel of pain
she can talk to the mangling strangers
she can sleep in a fiery bog
throwing troubles to the dying embers
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
She`s got a paradise camoflauge
like a whip-crack sending me shivers
she`s a boat throug a shrip-mine ocean
riding low on the drunken rivers
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s got the lily-white cavity crazes
she`s got a carborator tied tothe moon
pink eyes looking to the food of the ages
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
She`s got a hand on a wheel of pain
she can talk to the mangling strangers
she can sleep in a fiery bog
throwing troubles to the dying embers
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution
She`s got a paradise camoflauge
like a whip-crack sending me shivers
she`s a boat throug a shrip-mine ocean
riding low on the drunken rivers
she`s alone in the new pollution
she`s alone in the new pollution