Evita

It is my sad duty to inform you

that Eva Pern, spiritual leader

of the nation, entered immortality

at 8:
25

this evening.

- You are not welcome here.

- He was the father of my children too.

They have a right to see him,

to pay their last respects.

You are not his wife.

Your children are bastards.

No, no! He's my papa!

Oh, what a circus!

Oh, what a show!

Argentina has gone to town

Over the death of an actress

Called Eva Pern.

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 your curtain down

Demand to be buried

Like Eva Pern.

It's quite a sunset

And good for the country

In a roundabout way

We've made the front page of 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 Pern"

But that's all gone now

As soon as the smoke

from the funeral clears

We're all gonna see, and how

She did nothing for years

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 you

Could not deliver

Sing, you fools, but you got it wrong

Enjoy your prayers

because you haven't got long

Your queen is dead,

your 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 glamour's worn thin

That's a pretty bad state

for a state to be in

Instead of government, we had a stage

Instead of ideas, a prima donna's rage

Instead of help, we were given a crowd

She didn't say much, but she said it loud

Sing, you fools, but you got it wrong

Enjoy your prayers

because you haven't got long

Your queen is dead,

your king is through

She's not coming back to you!

Don't cry for me, Argentina

For I am ordinary,

Unimportant,

And undeserving

Of such attention

Unless we all are

I think we all are

So share my glory,

So share my coffin.

So share my glory,

So share

...my coffin.

It's our funeral too.

Senor Magaldi?

It's seven o'clock. You'll be late.

Now, Eva Pern

Had every disadvantage

You need if you're going to succeed

No money, no cash

No father, no bright lights

There was nowhere she'd been

At the age of 15

As this tango singer found out

Agustin Magaldi

Who has the distinction

of being the first

Man to be of use

To Eva Duarte

On this night of 1000 stars

Let me take you to heaven's door

Where the music of love's guitars

Plays for evermore

In the glow of those twinkling lights

We shall love through eternity

On this night in a million nights

Fly away with me

I never dreamed that a kiss

could be as sweet as this

Now I know that it can

I used to wander alone

without a love of my own

I was a desperate man

But all my grief disappeared

And all the sorrow I'd feared

wasn't there any more

On that magical day

when you first came my way,

mi amor.

On this night...

On this night...

On this night of 1000 stars

Let me take you to heaven's door

Where the music of love's guitars

Plays for evermore.

To think that a man

as famous as you are

Could love a poor little nothing like me

I want to be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

She wants to be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

Just listen to that

They're onto you, Magaldi

I'd get out while you can

It's happened at last

I'm starting to get started

I'm moving out with my man

Now, Eva, don't get carried away

Monotony passed, suburbia departed

Who could ever be fond

of the back of beyond

Don't hear words that I didn't say

What's that?

You desert the girl you love?

The girl I love?

What are you talking about?

She really brightened up

your out of town engagement

She gave you all she had.

She wasn't in your contract

You must be quite relieved

That no one's told the papers

So far.

I want to be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

Would I have done

What I did

If I hadn't thought

If I hadn't known

We would stay together?

Seems to me there's no point in resisting

She's made up her mind,

you've no choice

Why don't you be the man

who discovered her?

You'll never be remembered for your voice.

The city can be paradise

For those who have the cash

The class and the connections.

What you need to make a splash

The likes of you get swept up

In the morning with the trash

If you were rich or middle class...

Screw the middle classes!

I will never accept them

My father's other family were middle class

And we were kept out of sight

Hidden from view at his funeral

Do all your one night stands

Give you this trouble?

Eva, beware of the city

It's hungry and cold

Can't be controlled

It is mad

Those who are fools

are swallowed up whole

And those who are not become

What they should not become

Changed, in short they go bad

Bad is good for me

I'm bored, so clean and so ignored

I've only been predictable, respectable

Birds fly out of here.

So why, oh why, oh why the hell can't I?

I only want variety of society

I want to be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

She wants to be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

Five years from now I shall come back

And finally say

You have your way

Come to town

But you'll look at me

with a foreigner's eyes

The magical city

A younger girl's city

A fantasy long since put down

All you've done to me

Was that a young girl's fantasy?

I played your city games all right, didn't I?

I already know what cooks

How the dirty city feels and looks

I tasted it last night, didn't I?

I'm gonna be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

She's gonna be a part of B.A.,

Buenos Aires, Big Apple.

Eva, beware your ambition

It's hungry and cold

Can't be controlled, will run wild

This in a man is danger enough

But you are a woman

Not even a woman

Not very much more than a child

And whatever you say

I'll not steal you away

What's new, Buenos Aires?

I'm new,

I want to say I'm just a little stuck on you

You'll be on me too

I get out here, Buenos Aires

Stand back

You oughta know

What you're gonna get in me

Just a little touch of star quality

Fill me up with your heat

With your noise, with your dirt, overdo me

Let me dance to your beat

Make it loud, let it hurt, run it through me

Don't hold back

You are certain to impress

Tell the driver this is where I'm staying.

Hello, Buenos Aires.

Get this! Just look at me

Dressed up somewhere to go

We'll put on a show

Take me in at your flood, give me speed

Give me lights, set me humming

Shoot me up with your blood

Wine me up with your nights

Watch me coming

All I want is a whole lot of excess

Tell the singer this is where I'm playing

Stand back, Buenos Aires

Because you oughta know

What you're gonna get in me

Just a little touch of star quality

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