Marching Through The Wilderness charanga Lyrics by David Byrne

Marching Through The Wilderness charanga Lyrics

    Yeah, we are the noise
    The noise between stations
    Yeah it's a kinda strange
    Oh boy! a strange situation

    I walk like a building
    Never get wet
    I'm looking at ladies
    I'm talking like men

    Don't work for the city
    I don't work for the state
    It's none of your business
    I'm doin' all right

    Marching through the wilderness
    Crying out for tenderness
    They call me mr. pitiful
    But ev'rything is wonderful

    I'm workin' real steady
    I'm workin' real hard
    I'm building a monster
    In my backyard

    Money doesn't matter
    Babies never lie
    I'm going in the out door
    I'm doing all right

    Marching through the wilderness
    Crying out for tenderness
    They call me mr. pitiful
    But ev'rything is wonderful

    I walk like a building
    I never get wet
    I'm looking at ladies
    I'm talking like men

    Marching through the wilderness
    Crying out for tenderness
    They call me mr. pitiful
    But ev'rything is wonderful

    Marching through the wilderness
    Crying out for tenderness
    They call me mr. pitiful
    But ev'rything is wonderful

    Soy el gal‹ de las penas
    Llorando
    Sin compasiç_ ...

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