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simply got to If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum
got to. If someone takes a spill, It's me and not you. Who told you you're allowed To rain on my parade! I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum, And
It's right on the mark A little left of center Just like my crazy heart It leaps like a frog when you touch my hand It means like a drum in a marching band
the drum in my younger days I just hit that beat any way I can Smooth high-stepping in the marching band I turned in my drum and I started to rap Now
March, march, march, march Boomdizzle, baby Way back in 1776 Who would have thought we would have had these chicks Sum kinda slim and some extra thick
house of horrors (Shaggy 2 Dope) La di da we gotta protest that Some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat Let's march in his concert and chant
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'm gonna march my band out, I'll beat my drum
you Nobody likes you (Where'd you go?) They're all out without you Havin' fun (Where'd you go, go, go ,go) Geez I got a rock n roll band I got a rock
got to If someone takes a spill It's me and not you Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade CHORUS: I'll march my band out I'll beat my drum
The Beat goes on - (originally by the Buddy Rich Band) Drums keep poundin a rhythym to the brain laigadadeee laigadadaa Charles ???? was once a rage
was it slow and obscene? [Chorus:] Did they beat the drums slowly, Did they play the fife lowly? Did they sound a death march as they lowered you down? Did the band
To Lose The World And We Will Walk Right Up With Our Guns Yup, Hand And Hand Yeah We'll March Right After The Drum, But I Don't Need No Band Nicca Drought
The World And We Will Walk Right Up With Our Guns Yup, Hand And Hand Yeah We'll March Right After The Drum, But I Don't Need No Band Nicca Drought 3
putter. Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter. Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade. Chorus: I'll march my band out! I'll beat my drum
simply got to If someone takes a spill It's me and not you Who told you you're allowed To rain on my parade I'll march my band out I'll beat my drum
44?s After the deranged cowboys Bring out the banners of Stalingrad Bring out the banners of Stalingrad Here comes the marching band The band of the
