Olitaas

DON'T RAIN ON MY PARADE

Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putta
Life's candy
And the sun's a ball of butterDon't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly
I simply got to
If someone takes a spillIt's me and not you
Who told you
You're allowed to rain on my parade

I'll march my band out
I'llbeat 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 makeit

But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
Thecinder or the shiny apple of its eye

I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir
Ooh, life isjuicy, juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir

Get ready for me love
Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta marchMy heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade

I'm gonna live and live nowGet what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham!One shot, one gun shot and bam
Hey Mister Arnstein, here I am!

I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum...