Don't 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

Though I'm alone

I'm a gang

Eye on the target, and wham

One shot, one gun shot, and bam

Hey, world here I am

Don't tell me not to fly

I 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?

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 freckle on the nose

Of life's complexion

The cinder or the

Shiny apple of its eye

I gotta fly once

I gotta try once

Only can die once, right sir?

Ooh, life is juicy

Juicy, and you'll see

I gotta have my bite, sir

Get ready for me, life

'Cause I'm a 'Comer'

I simply gotta march

My heart's a drummer

Nobody

Should rain on my parade