Текст (слова) песни: misc - Dont Rain On My Parade
Don`t Rain on my Parade by Bob Merrill and Jules Styne Don`t tell me not to fly, I`ve simply got to. If someone takes a spill, it`s me and not you. Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. Don`t tell me not to live, just sit and putter. Life`s candy and the sun`s a ball of butter. Who told you you`re allowed to rain on my parade. Chorus: I`ll march my band out! I`ll beat my drum! And if I`m fanned out, your turn at bat, sir. At least I didn`t fake it. Hat, sir. I guess I didn`t make it But whether I`m the rose of sheer perfection, Or a freckle on the nose of life`s complexion, The Cinderella or the shiny apple of it`s eye. I gotta fly once. I gotta try once. Only can die once. Right, sir? Ooh life is juicy. Juicy and you see I gotta have my bite, sir. Get ready for me love, `cause I`m a "comer" I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer. Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. I`m gonna live and live NOW! Get what I want, I know how! All that the law will allow! One roll for the whole shebang! One throw, that bell will go clang! Tho` I`m alone I`m a gang! Eye on the target and wham! One shot, one gun shot and bam! Hey, Mr. Ornstein, here I am! Chorus Get ready for me life, `cause I`m a `comer` I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer. Nobody, No nobody is gonna rain on my parade!
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