The New Pollution歌词

Shes got cigarette on each arm
Shes got the lilly-white cavity crazes
Shes go a carborator tied to the moon
Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages
Shes alone in the new pollution
Shes alone in the new pollution
shes 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
Shes alone in the new pollution
Shes alone in the new pollution
Shes alone in the new pollution
Shes alone in the new pollution
Shes got a paradise caoflauge
Like a whip-crack sending me shivers
Shes a boat through a strip-mine ocean
Riding low on the drunken rivers
Shes alone in the new pollution
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