Letra de 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.
Don´t bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
Don´t tell me not to fly--
I´ve 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,
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, love is juicy,
Juicy, and you 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, Mister Arnstein, here I am!
I´ll march my band out,
I will 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!