Go for it! It's do or die. So go for it! Or you're just wasting time! Go for it! You'd better not forget that Do nothing means that's Just what
I know, I know There will be those days I wanna hide under my pillow, no I'm sure (I'm sure) That the clouds will come And try to rain on my parade, but
Choice my man?s to breath or choke So go die, or learn to hope? Get back on your way at the end of the day Under
Too many storms have passed your way And you're all washed out ?cause it rained on your parade Seems nobody cares about you anyway Now you're living your
? You ain't never seen a baseball bat? A maniac knockin' on your baseball cap? You better step about ten paces back Or you be layin' where your shoelaces at Go do
continue to roll The rainfall is really takin' a toll On my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul The rain's fallin' but I'm keepin' a hold On
the show? Whati??s that you say? a hey hey hey Say Mr. Brown how about this weather? Is it gonna rain on our parade? Is your soul as light as a feather? Or
Don't listen too hard to the beating of your wings Or you might fall You only do what you do 'cause a part of you believes That you're here at all But
gotta tell ya, don't ignore me Either be my hoe or hit the do', you're nothin' for me (See ya) That's why I love to go on tour G Scores of whores behind
Come with somethin' better than that, to blow your mind more Gettin our shine on, I think this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb Rain on your parade and you can thank God Or
For everyone around you There's not one thing you wouldn't do I want to be that somebody for you [Chorus:] When the rain starts fallin' On your parade
comes the brigades American resolve and our hearts'll never fade I know you somewhere out there chillin' in the shades But I hate to be the one to rain on your parade
street lights flicker and Chuck Taylors hang And nobody know they neighbor's name 'less they sell weed or cocaine A lot of black clouds on a block but no rain
me guessin' Is killin' my soul Ooh, just when my hopes run high And I think I've got it made Hey, hey, along comes a rainy day To rain on my parade,
how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how See the ladies in their
Bluebird on a telephone line How are you? I'm feeling fine Sweetly do I whisper your name Lonely solo taxi ride to a cheap motel On the wrong side of
accepted I'd have to make it alone after feeding everything I had into a payphone and this is to the rain.. It felt like it was made of spit My parade
, oh Stop signs, oh, you're red and white Colored dots in the middle made me realize I'm high as a kite Do you think I'll be sleeping on my own tonight
