She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies right her hand She is paranoid like endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind, well, the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat for 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 of the working class
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated She won't cooperate, well, she's the of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records singing songs on the eve of destruction She's a for all the criminals breaking the laws She will come in first for the end of Western civilization She's 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 girls
She puts her 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 end of Western civilization She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls Aw yeah, all right, aw yeah