Various Artists
Evita - Premiere Broadway Recording
Requiem For Evita - Oh What A Circus
Crowd:
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita
Evita
Evita
Che:
Oh what a circus! Oh what a show!
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit! That's how to go!
When they're ringing you curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page in all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments--she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all going to see how she did nothing for years!
Crowd:
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Che:
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted
Not much to ask for
But in the end toy could not deliver
Sing you fools! But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because youu haven't got long
Your queen is dead, you king is through
She's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamours worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of a goverment we had a stage
Instead of ideas a primma donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much but she said it loud
Evita - Premiere Broadway Recording
Requiem For Evita - Oh What A Circus
Crowd:
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita
Evita
Evita
Che:
Oh what a circus! Oh what a show!
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit! That's how to go!
When they're ringing you curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page in all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments--she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all going to see how she did nothing for years!
Crowd:
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Che:
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted
Not much to ask for
But in the end toy could not deliver
Sing you fools! But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because youu haven't got long
Your queen is dead, you king is through
She's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamours worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of a goverment we had a stage
Instead of ideas a primma donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much but she said it loud
