Don't Rain on My Parade (Live)

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'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 a rose of sheer perfection

A freckle on my 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 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 there, Vegas

Here I am

Welcome, what's your name?

(Shannon)

Hi, Shannon, nice to meet you

Nathan, hi

Welcome

I look a little older now, don't I?

(You're flawless)

Oh, thank you

I feel beautiful today, thank you

Yeah, you wanna do a selfie? Sure

I just don't like that up angle

No, come up here, well, come up here then

Come up here

If you're gonna take it, you can

Let's get the audience in the background

(I love you)

I love you too

You guys are a good audience

But you're probably drunk, aren't you?

Okay, shut up now

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

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