David Byrne Marching Through The Wilderness (charanga) Lyrics

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



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Llorando

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