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  • I'm gonna live
    And live now
    Get what I want
    I know how
    All that the law will allow
    One roll for the whole shebang
    One throw
    That bell will go clang
    Though I'm alone
    I'm a gang
    Eye on the target, and wham
    One shot, one gun shot, and bam
    Hey, world here I am
    Don't tell me not to fly
    I 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
    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, life is juicy
    Juicy, and you'll see
    I gotta have my bite, sir
    Get ready for me, life
    'Cause I'm a 'Comer'
    I simply gotta march
    My heart's a drummer
    Nobody
    Should rain on my parade
  • I'm gonna live
    And live now
    Get what I want
    I know how
    All that the law will allow
    One roll for the whole shebang
    One throw
    That bell will go clang
    Though I'm alone
    I'm a gang
    Eye on the target, and wham
    One shot, one gun shot, and bam
    Hey, world here I am
    Don't tell me not to fly
    I 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
    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, life is juicy
    Juicy, and you'll see
    I gotta have my bite, sir
    Get ready for me, life
    'Cause I'm a 'Comer'
    I simply gotta march
    My heart's a drummer
    Nobody
    Should rain on my parade