Hey world,
here I am...
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?
I'll march
my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat sir
Hey, at least I
didn't fake it
Hat sir? So what I
didn't make it
But whether
I'm the rose
of sheer perfection
Or freckles 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 love is juicy,
juicy and you see
I've got to have
my bite, sir
So get ready
for me love
'cos I'm a comer
I've simply
got to march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around
a cloud to rain
on my parade
I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once
Only can die once,
right sir?
Ooh love is juicy,
juicy and you see
I've got to have
my bite, sir
Mmm get ready
for me love
'cos I'm a-comin'
I've simply got
to march
My heart's a-drummin'
Nobody...
I said nobody...
Nobody had better
rain on my parade.....