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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
Sin compasiç
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   Sin compasiç