Rose's Turn / Some People / Don't Rain On My Parade (Live at Barclays Center)

Julie composed a brilliant score with lyrics by Stephen Sondheim For what many consider to be the greatest Broadway musical ever written, Gypsy It tells the story of Mama Rose Who spent years trying to make her daughters famous, right? But, really, she wanted to be famous herself And one by one they walk out on her Then she's left alone with her unfulfilled dreams Why did I do it? What did it get me? Scrapbooks full of me in the background Give 'em love and what does it get you? What does it get you? One quick look as each of them leaves you Thanks a lot and out with the garbage They take bows and you're battin' zero I had a dream A wonderful dream, papa And if it wasn't for me Then where would you be Miss Gypsy Rose Lee? Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn? Don't I get a dream for myself? Starting now it's gonna be my turn Not like some old book on a shelf Some people sit on their butts Got the dream, yeah, but not the guts And that's okay for some people Who don't know they're alive Some people can thrive and bloom, yeah! Living life in the living room, well That's perfect for some people Of one hundred and five But I at least gotta try When I think of all the sights that I gotta see And all the places I gotta play All the things that I gotta be at Come on, papa, what do you say? I'll tell ya' what I say 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, look at me, world Here I am I'll march my band out, woo! 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 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! You bet you're ass, papa!