[Verse 1] She's got cigarette on each arm She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carburetor tied to the moon Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages [Chorus] She's alone in the new pollution [x2] [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] She's alone in the new pollution [x4] [Verse 3] She's got a paradise camouflage Like a whip-crack sending me shivers She's the boat in a strip mine ocean Riding low on the drunken rivers [Chorus] She's alone in the new pollution [x2]