Marching Through The Wilderness — текст песни (David Byrne)

Yeah, we are the noise

The noise between stations

Yeah its a kinda strange

Oh boy! a strange situation



I walk like a building

Never get wet

Im looking at ladies

Im talking like men



Dont work for the city

I dont work for the state

Its none of your business

Im doin all right



Marching through the wilderness

Crying out for tenderness

They call me mr. pitiful

But evrything is wonderful



Im workin real steady

Im workin real hard

Im building a monster

In my backyard



Money doesnt matter

Babies never lie

Im going in the out door

Im doing all right



Marching through the wilderness

Crying out for tenderness

They call me mr. pitiful

But evrything is wonderful



I walk like a building

I never get wet

Im looking at ladies

Im talking like men



Marching through the wilderness

Crying out for tenderness

They call me mr. pitiful

But evrything is wonderful



Marching through the wilderness

Crying out for tenderness

They call me mr. pitiful

But evrything is wonderful



Soy el gal de las penas

Llorando

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