Dry heave doubt
 From a little dragon's mouth
 Split lip and split tongue
 Finally, cross eyed

 She stands next to the cigarrette machine
 "This device has got it made," she thinks.
 It has a cast iron stomach
 But a candle for a heart

 Odd the way the very stuff falls out
 Hard the way it makes you doubt
 This thing leaps up [bad word]  full of bile
 Not even starcrossed, just unlucky

 Odd how the very stuff falls out
 Hard the way it makes you smile
 This thing leaps up [bad word] 
 Not even starcrossed, just unlucky