Marching Through The Wilderness (charanga)

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‹ de las penas
Llorando
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