She's got cigarette on each arm
She's got the Lilly-white cavity crazes
She's got a carburetor tied to the 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
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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 camouflage
Like a whip-crack sending me shivers
She's a boat through a strip-mine ocean
Riding low on the drunken rivers

She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution

Songwriter(s): John Robert King, Michael S. Simpson, Beck Hansen
Copyright: Mca Music Publishing A.d.o. Universal S, Dust Brothers Music, Cyanide Breathmint, Universal Music - Mgb Songs
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