Byrne David Marching Through The Wilderness (charanga) 4:30 Lyrics

Marching Through The Wilderness (charanga) 4:30 Lyrics

(D. Byrne/J. Pacheco)

 

 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

 I never get wet

 I'm looking at ladies

 I'm talking like men

 

 I don't work for the city

 I don't work for the state

 It's none 'a' 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

 

 Soy el galan de las penas

 Llorando

 Sin compasion

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