Dont Rain on My Parade — текст песни (Michael Ball)

Dont tell me not to live, just sit and putter.

Lifes candy and the suns a ball of butter.

Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.

Dont tell me not to fly, Ive simply got to.

If someone takes a spill, its me and not you.

Who told you youre allowed to rain on my parade.



Ill march my band out! Ill beat my drum!

And if Im fanned out, your turn at bat, sir.

At least I didnt fake it. hat, sir.

I guess I didnt make it.



But whether Im the rose of sheer perfection,

Or a freckle on the nose of lifes complexion,

The cinderella or the shinny apple of its eye.

I gotta fly once, I gotta try once.

Only I 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 Im a comer.

I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer.

Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.



Im gonna live and live now!

Get what I want, I know how!

One roll for the whole shell bang!

One throw, that bell will go clang!

Eye on the target and wham!

One shot, one gun shot and bam!



Hey, everybody, here I am!

Ill march my band out! Ill beat my drum!

And if Im fanned out, you turn at bat, sir.

I guess I didnt make it. hat, sir.

At least I didnt fake it.

Get ready for me, love, cause Im a comer.

I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer.

Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade!