Текст песни Linda Eder - Don`t Rain on My Parade {From Funny Girl
Linda Eder - Don`t Rain on My Parade {From Funny Girl слова песни
Don`t tell me not to live, just sit and putterLife`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`ve simply got toIf someone takes a spill, it`s me and not youWho told you you`re allowed to rain on my parade?I`ll march my band outI`ll beat my drumAnd if I`m fanned outYour turn at bat, sirAt least I didn`t fake it!Hat, sir?I guess I didn`t make it!But whether I`m a rose of sheer perfectionA freckle on the nose of life`s complexionA cinder on the shiny apple of its eyeI gotta fly onceI gotta try onceOnly can die once"Right, sir?"Ooh, love is juicy, juicy and you seeI gotta have my bite, sir!Get ready for me, love `cause I`m a "comer"I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummerDon`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade! I`m gonna live and live nowGet what I want I know howOne roll for the whole shebangOne throw that bell will go clangEye on the target and whamOne shot, one gunshot, and bam!Hey world, here I am!!!I`ll march my band outI`ll beat my drumAnd if I`m fanned outYour turn at bat, sirAt least I didn`t fake it!Hat, sir?I guess I didn`t make it!Get ready for me, love, `cause I`m a "comer"I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummerNobody, no, nobody Is gonna rain on my parade!!!