Текст песни Beck - The new pollution
Beck - The new pollution слова песни
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 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 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