She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She´s got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand She is paranoid Endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind Well, she´s the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of Critical Mass She´s on a hunger strike For the ones who won´t make it for dinner She makes enough to survive For a holiday of working class She´s a runaway of the establishment incorporated She won´t cooperate Well, she´s the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records Singing songs on the eve of destruction She´s a sucker for All the criminals breaking the laws She will come in first For the end of western civilization She´s an endless war She´s a hero for the lost cause Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation She´s a natural disaster She´s the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She´s got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization
She´s a natural disaster She´s the last of the American girls