Don't Rain On My Parade

Video:Glee - Don't Rain On My Parade, Sectionals

Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putta Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter Don'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 spill, it's me and not you 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 A 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, love, 'cause I'm a comer I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade

I'm gonna live and live now! Get 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, Mr. Arnstein, here I am!

I'll march my band out, I 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

Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer Nobody, no nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!
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