Dont Rain On My Parade - 李內向
Dont tell me not to live, just sit and putta
Lifes candy and the suns a ball of butter
Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Dont tell me not to fly, I simply got to
If someone takes a spill, its me and not you
Who told you youre allowed to rain on my parade
Ill march my band out, Ill beat my drum
And if Im fanned out, your turn at bat, sir
At least I didnt fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didnt make it
But whether Im the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of lifes 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 see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me love, cause Im a comer
I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer
Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Im gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One roll that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham!
One shot, one gun shot and bam
Hey Mister Arnstein, here I am!
Ill march my band out, Ill beat my drum
And if Im fanned out, your turn at bat, sir
At least I didnt fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didnt make it
Get ready for me love, cause Im a comer
I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer
Nobody, no nobody, is gonna rain on my parade
Don't Rain On My Parade（翻自 Naya Rivera）