"Marching Through the Wilderness" as written by David Byrne and Johnny Pacheco....
Yeah, we are the noise
The noise between stations
Yeah itsa 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 everything 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 everything 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 everything is wonderful

Marching through the wilderness
Crying out for tenderness
They call me Mr. Pitiful
But everything is wonderful

Soy el galan de las penas
Llorando
Sin compasión


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"Marching Through the Wilderness" as written by Johnny Pacheco David Byrne

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