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 Llorando Sin compasi