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 like Endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind She's the last of the American girls
She's a rebel She's a saint
She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter
She's assault of the earth And she's dangerous
She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of critical mass
She's a rebel Vigilante
She's on a hunger strike For the ones who won't make it for dinner
She's the one that they Call 'ol whatsername
She makes enough to survive For a holiday of working class
She's the symbol Of resistance
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated. (And she's holding on my Heart like a hand grenade)
She won't cooperate She's the last of the American girls
She sings of revolution The dawning of our lives She brings this liberation That I just can't define Well nothing comes to mind
She's a rebel She's a saint She's assault of the earth And she's dangerous She's a rebel Vigilante Missing link on the brink Of destruction
She's a rebel She's a saint She's assault of the earth And she's dangerous She's a rebel Vigilante Missing link on the brink Of destruction
She's a rebel She's a rebel She's a rebel And she's dangerous
She's a rebel She's a rebel She's a rebel And she's dangerous