EVITA

EVITA...[La Pelcula]

Requiem For EvitaOh What A Circus On This Night Of A Thousand StarsEva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The CityBuenos Aires Another Suitcase In Another HallGoodnight And Thank You The Lady's Got Potential Charity Concert/The Art Of The PossibleI'd Be Surprisingly Good For You Hello And Goodbye Peron's Latest Flame A New Argentina On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 1Don't Cry For Me Argentina On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 2 High Flying, Adored Rainbow High Rainbow Tour The Actress Hasn't Learned The Lines (You'd Like To Hear)And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)Partido Feminista She Is A Diamond Santa Evita Waltz For Eva And Che Your Little Body's Slowly Breaking DownYou Must Love Me Eva's Final Broadcast Lament

Requiem For Evita

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by the choirTime: 4:17----------(Crowd:)Requiem aeternum dona EvitaRequiem aeternum dona EvitaRequiem EvitaRequiem EvitaEvita, Evita, Evita, Evita

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Oh What A Circus

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio Banderas and MadonnaTime: 5:44----------(Che:)Oh what a circus, oh what a showArgentina has gone to townOver the death of an actress called Eva PeronWe've all gone crazyMourning all day and mourning all nightFalling over ourselves to get all of the misery right

Oh what an exit, that's how to goWhen they're ringing your curtain downDemand to be buried like Eva PeronIt's quite a sunsetAnd good for the country in a roundabout wayWe'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 styleThe best show in town was the crowdOutside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"But that's all gone nowAs soon as the smoke from the funeral clearsWe're all gonna see and how, she did nothing for years

(Crowd:)Salve regina mater misericordiaeVita dulcedo et spes nostraSalve salve reginaAd te clamamus exules filii EvaAd te suspiramus gementes et flentesO clemens o pia

(Che:)You let down your people EvitaYou were supposed to have been immortalThat's all they wanted, not much to ask forBut in the end you could not deliver

Sing you fools, but you got it wrongEnjoy your prayers because you haven't got longYour queen is dead, your king is throughAnd she's not coming back to you

Show business kept us all aliveSince seventeen October 1945But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thinThat's a pretty bad state for a state to be in

Instead of government we had a stageInstead of ideas, a prima donna's rageInstead of help we were given a crowdShe didn't say much, but she said it loud

Sing you fools, but you got it wrongEnjoy your prayers because you haven't got longYour queen is dead, your king is throughShe's not coming back to you

(Crowd:)Salve regina mater misericordiaeVita dulcedo et spes nostraSalve salve regina PeronAd te clamamus exules filii EvaAd te suspiramus gementes et flentesO clemens o pia

(Eva:)Don't cry for me ArgentinaFor I am ordinary, unimportantAnd undeserving of such attentionUnless we all are, I think we all areSo share my glory, so share my coffinSo share my glory, so share my coffin

(Che:)It's our funeral too

On This Night Of A Thousand Stars

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Jimmy NailTime: 2:25----------(Che:)Now Eva Peron had every disadvantageYou need if you're gonna succeedNo money, no cashNo father, no bright lightsThere was nowhere she'd beenAt the age of fifteen

As this tango singer found outAgustin MagaldiWho has the distinction of being the firstMan to be of use to Eva Duarte

(Magaldi:)On this night of a thousand starsLet me take you to heaven's doorWhere the music of love's guitarsPlays for evermore

In the glow of those twinkling lightsWe shall love through eternityOn this night in a million nightsFly away with me

I never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as thisBut now I know that it canI used to wander alone without a love of my ownI was a desperate manBut all my grief disappeared and all the sorrow I'd fearedWasn't there anymoreOn that magical day when you first came my wayMi amor

On this nightOn this nightOn this night of a thousand starsLet me take you to heaven's doorWhere the music of love's guitarsPlays for evermore

Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna, Jimmy Nail, Antonio Banderas, and Julian LittmanTime: 5:21----------(Eva:)To think that a man as famous as you areCould love a poor little nothing like me

Chorus:

(Eva:)I want to be a part of B.A.Buenos Aires, Big Apple(Eva's family:)She wants to be a part of B.A.Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Che:)Just listen to that, they're on to you MagaldiI'd get out while you can

(Eva:)It's happened at last, I'm starting to get startedI'm moving out with my man

(Magaldi:)Now Eva don't get carried away

(Eva:)Monotony past, suburbia departedWho could ever be fond of the back of beyond?

(Magaldi:)Don't hear words that I didn't say

(Eva's family:)What's that? You'd desert the girl you love?

(Magaldi:)The girl I love?What are you talking about?

(Eva's family:)She really brightened up your out-of-town engagementShe gave you all she had, she wasn't in your contractYou must be quite relieved that noone's told the papers, so far

(Eva:)I want to be a part of B.A.Buenos Aires, Big Apple

Would I have done what I didIf I hadn't thought, if I hadn't knownWe would stay together

(Eva's brother:)Seems to me there's no point in resistingShe's made up her mind, you've no choiceWhy don't you be the man who discovered herYou'll never be remembered for your voice

(Magaldi:)The city can be paradise for those who have the cashThe class and the connections, what you need to make a splashThe likes of you get swept up in the morning with the trashIf you were rich or middle class ...

(Eva:)Screw the middle classes! I will never accept them!My father's other family were middle classAnd we were kept out of sight, hidden from view at his funeral.

(Eva's brother:)Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?

(Magaldi:)Eva beware of the cityIt's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, it is madThose who are fools are swallowed up wholeAnd those who are not become what they should not becomeChanged, in short, they go bad.

(Eva:)Bad is good for meI'm bored, so clean, and so ignoredI've only been predictable, respectableBirds fly out of here, so why oh why oh why the hell can't I?I only want variety, of society

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(Magaldi:)Five years from now I shall come backAnd finally say, "You have your way, come to town."But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyesThe magical city, a younger girl's cityA fantasy long since put down

(Eva:)All you've done to me, was that a young girl's fantasy?I played your city games alright, didn't I?I already know what cooks, how the dirty city feels and looksI tasted it last night, didn't I?

I'm gonna be a part of B.A.Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Eva and family:)She's gonna be a part of B.A.Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Magaldi:)Eva beware your ambitionIt's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, will run wildThis in a man is a danger enough, but you are a woman Not even a woman, not very much more than a childAnd whatever you say, I'll not steal you away

Buenos Aires

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 4:08----------(Eva:)What's new Buenos Aires?I'm new, I wanna say I'm just a little stuck on youYou'll be on me too

I get out here, Buenos AiresStand back, you ought to know what you're gonna get in meJust a little touch of star quality

Fill me up with your heat, with your noiseWith your dirt, overdo meLet me dance to your beat, make it loudLet it hurt, run it through me.Don't hold back, you are certain to impressTell the driver this is where I'm staying

Hello, Buenos AiresGet this, just look at me dressed up, somewhere to goWe'll put on a show

Take me in at your flood, give me speedGive me lights, set me hummingShoot me up with your blood, wine me upWith your nights, watch me comingAll I want is a whole lot of excessTell the singer this is where I'm playing

Stand back, Buenos AiresBecause you ought to know what you're gonna get in meJust a little touch of star quality

And if ever I go too farIt's because of the things you areBeautiful town, I love youAnd if I need a moment's restGive your lover the very bestReal eiderdown and silence.

(musical interlude)

You're a tramp, you're a treatYou will shine to the death, you are shoddyBut you're flesh, you are meatYou shall have every breath in my bodyPut me down for a lifetime of successGive me credit, I'll find ways of paying

Rio de la PlataFlorida, Corrientes, Nueve de JulioAll I want to know

Stand back, Buenos AiresBecause you ought to know what you're gonna get in meJust a little touch ofJust a little touch ofJust a little touch of star quality

Another Suitcase In Another Hall

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 3:33----------(Eva:)I don't expect my love affairs to last for longNever fool myself that my dreams will come trueBeing used to trouble I anticipate itBut all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?

Chorus:

(Eva:) So what happens now?(Che:) Another suitcase in another hall(Eva:) So what happens now?(Che:) Take your picture off another wall(Eva:) Where am I going to?(Che:) You'll get by, you always have before(Eva:) Where am I going to?

Time and time again I've said that I don't careThat I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and throughBut every time it matters all my words desert meSo anyone can hurt me, and they do

(chorus)

Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I knowWell maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhowI won't recall the names and places of each sad occasionBut that's no consolation here and now.

(chorus)

(Photographer:)Don't ask anymore.

Goodnight And Thank You

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Antonio BanderasTime: 4:18----------(Che:)Goodnight and thank you whoeverShe is in every magazineBeen photographed, seen, she is known

We don't like to rush, but your case has been packedIf she's missed anything, you could give her a ringBut she won't always answer the phone

(Eva:)Oh but it's sad when a love affair diesBut we have pretended enoughIt's best that we both stop fooling ourselves

(Che:)Which means ...

Chorus:

(Che and Eva:)There is noone, noone at allNever has been, and never will be a lover, male or femaleWho hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely onTricks they can try on their partnerThey're hoping their lover will help them or keep themSupport them, promote themDon't blame them, you're the same

(Che:)Goodnight and thank you EmilioYou've completed your taskWhat more can we ask of you now?

Please sign the book on the way out the doorAnd that will be all, if she needs you she'll callBut I don't think that's likely somehow

(Eva:)Oh but it's sad when a love affair diesBut when we were hot, we were hotI know you'll look back on the good times we've sharedWhich means ...

(chorus, substituting "blame her" for "blame them", sung only by Che)

(Eva:)There is no soap, no soap like ZazNo detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the showerIt's the mother and father of luxury latherThe talk of the bath, the great ointmentOne little frolic with new Zaz carbolicYou're scented, you'll be sent

(Che:)Goodnight and thank you Senor JabonWe are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radioWe'll think of you every time she's on the airWe'd love you to stay but you'd be in the waySo do up your trousers and go

(Eva:)Oh but it's sad when a love affair diesThe decline into silence and doubtOur passion was just too intense to survive

(Che:)Which means ...

(Lovers:)This is a club I should never have joinedSomeone has made us look foolsArgentine men call the sexual shotsSomeone has altered the rules

(Eva:)Fame on the wireless as far as it goesIs all very well but every girl knows

(Che:)She needs a man she can monopolizeWith fingers in dozens of different pies

(Lovers:)Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies

The Lady's Got Potential

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio BanderasTime: 4:25----------(Che:)In June of forty-three there was a military coupBehind it was a gang called the G.O.U.Who did not feel the need to be elected

They had themselves a party at the point of a gunThey were slightly to the right of Atilla the HunA bomb or two and very few objected

Yeah, just one shot and governments fall like flies, kapow, dieThey stumble and fall, bye byeBacks to the wall, aim highWe're having a ballThe tank and bullet rule as democracy dies

The lady's got potential, she was setting her sightsOn making it in movies with her name in lightsThe greatest social climber since Cinderella

OK, she couldn't act but she had the right friendsAnd we all know a career dependsOn knowing the right fella to be stellar

Yeah, just one show and governments lose their nerve, kapow, dieThey stumble and fall, bye byeBacks to the wall, aim highWe're having a ballThat's how we get the government we deserve

Now the man behind the President calling the shotsInvolved so discreetly in alot of their plotsWas Colonel Juan Peron, would be dictator

He began in the army out in Italy soSaw Mussolini's rise from the very front rowI reckon he'd do likewise sooner or later

Yeah, just one blast and the tear gas falls like rain, kapow, dieThey haven't a chance, bye byeThe terrorists advanceBut one guy doesn't dirty his handsPeron was biding time out in the slow lane

Yeah, suddenly an earthquake hit the town of San Juan, kapow, dieThey stumble and fall, bye byeKeep away from the wallBut one guy was having a ballThe tragedy, a golden chance for Peron

He organized a concert with incredible flairIn aid of all the victims, such a grand affairPoliticians, actors, stars of every flavor

It was January twenty-second, 1944A night to remember, yeah, that's for sureFor that's the night that Peron first met EvaFor that's the night that Peron first met Eva

Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Jimmy Nail, Jonathan Pryce, Antonio Banderas, and MadonnaTime: 2:33----------(Magaldi:)On this nightOn this nightOn this night of a thousand starsLet me take you to heaven's doorWhere the music of love's guitarsPlays forever more

(Eva:) Magaldi(Magaldi:) Eva Duarte(Eva:) Your act hasn't changed much(Magaldi:) Neither has yours

(Peron:)I stand here as a servant of the peopleAs we come together for a marvelous cause You've shown by your presence, your deeds and applauseWhat the people can do, true power is yoursNot the government's, unless it represents the people

(Che:)One always picks the easy fightOne praises fools, one smothers lightOne shifts from left to rightPolitics, the art of the possible

I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Jonathan PryceTime: 4:19----------(Eva:) Colonel Peron(Peron:) Eva Duarte

(Eva and Peron:)I've heard so much about you

(Eva and Peron:)I'm amazed, for I'm only an actress [a soldier]Nothing to shout about [One of the thousands]Only a girl on the air [Defending the country he loves]

(Eva:)But when you act, the things you do affect us all

(Peron:)But when you act, you take us away from the squalor of the real worldAre you here on your own?

(Eva:)Yes, oh yes

(Peron:)So am I, what a fortunate coincidenceMaybe you're my reward for my efforts here tonight

(Eva:)It seems crazy but you must believeThere's nothing calculated, nothing plannedPlease forgive me if I seem naiveI would never want to force your handBut please understand, I'd be good for you

I don't always rush in like thisTwenty seconds after saying helloTelling strangers I'm too good to missIf I'm wrong I hope you'll tell me soBut you really should know, I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for you

I won't go on if I'm boring youBut do you understand my point of view?Do you like what you hear, what you seeAnd would you be, good for me too?

I'm not talking of a hurried nightA frantic tumble then a shy goodbyeCreeping home before it gets too lightThat's not the reason that I caught your eyeWhich has to imply, I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for you

(Peron:)Please go on, you enthrall meI can understand you perfectlyAnd I like what I hear, what I see, and knowing meI would be good for you too

(Eva:)I'm not talking of a hurried nightA frantic tumble then a shy goodbyeCreeping home before it gets too lightThat's not the reason that I caught your eyeWhich has to imply, I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for you

Hello And Goodbye

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna, Andrea Corr, and Jonathan PryceTime: 1:46----------(Eva:)Hello and goodbye, I just unemployed youYou can go back to schoolYou've had a good run, I'm sure he enjoyed youDon't act sad or surprised, let's be friends, civilized

Come on little one, don't sit there like a dummyThe day you knew would arrive is here, you'll surviveSo move, funny face

I like your conversation, you've a catchy turn of phraseYou're obviously going through some adolescent phase

(Mistress:)So what happens now?So what happens now?Where am I going to?(Peron:) You'll get by, you always have before(Mistress:) Where am I going to?(Eva:) Don't ask anymore

Peron's Latest Flame

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio Banderas and MadonnaTime: 5:18----------(Che:) At the watering holes of the well-to-doI detect a resistance to(Aristocrats:) Precisely(Che:) Our heroine's style(Aristocrats:) We're glad you noticed

(Che:) The shooting sticks of the upper-class(Aristocrats:) Give her an inch(Che:) Aren't supporting a single assThat would rise for the girl(Aristocrats:) She'll take a mile

(Aristocrats:)Such a shame she wandered into our enclosureHow unfortunate this person has forced us to be bluntNo we wouldn't mind seeing her at Harrod'sBut behind the jewelry counter, not in front

(Che:) Could there be in our fighting corpsA lack of enthusiasm for(Army:) Exactly(Che:) Peron's latest flame(Army:) You said it brother

(Che:)Should you wish to cause great distressIn the tidiest officer's messJust mention her name

(Army:)That isn't funny

Peron is a fool, breaking every tabooInstalling a girl in the army H.Q.And she's an actress, the last strawHer only good parts are between her thighsShe should stare at the ceiling, not reach for the skiesOr she could be his last whore

The evidence suggestsShe has other interestsIf it's her who's using himHe's exceptionally dimBitch! Dangerous Jade

(Aristocrats:)We have allowed ourselves to slipWe have completely lost our gripWe have declined to an all-time lowTarts have become the set to know

(Eva:)I am only a radio star with just one weekly showBut speaking as one of the people I want you to knowWe are tired of the decline of ArgentinaWith no sign of a government able to give us the things we deserve

(Army:)It's no crime for officers to do as they pleaseAs long as they're discreet and keep clear of diseaseWe ignore, we disregardBut once they allow a bit on the sideTo move to the center where she's not qualifiedWe are forced to arm his guard

She should get into her headShe should not get out of bedShe should know that she's not paidTo be loud but to be laidSlut! Dangerous Jade

(Che:)This has really been your year, Miss DuarteTell us where you go from here, Miss DuarteWhich are the roles that you yearn to play?Whom did you sleep ... dine with yesterday?

(Eva:)Acting is limiting, the line's not mineThat's no help to the Argentine

(Che:)Can we assume then that you'll quit?Is this because of your involvement with Colonel Peron?

(Heavies:)Goodnight and thank you

(Army:)She won't be kept happy by her nights on the tilesShe says it's his body, but she's after his filesSo get back on to the street

She should get into her headShe should not get out of bedShe should know that she's not paidTo be loud but to be laidThe evidence suggestsShe has other interestsIf it's her who's using himHe's exceptionally dim

(Aristocrats:)Things have reached a pretty passWhen someone pretty lower-classGraceless and vulgar, uninspiredCan be accepted and admired

A New Argentina

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna, Jonathan Pryce, and Antonio BanderasTime: 8:13----------(Peron:)Dice are rolling, the knives are outWould-be presidents are all aroundI don't say they mean harmBut they'd each give an armTo see us six feet underground

(Eva:)It doesn't matter what those morons sayOur nation's leaders are a feeble crewThere's only twenty of them anywayWhat is twenty next to millions whoAre looking to you?

All you have to do is sit and waitKeeping out of everybody's wayWe'll ... you'll be handed power on a plateWhen the ones who matter have their sayAnd with chaos installedYou can reluctantly agree to be called

(Peron:)There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're aheadFor distance lends enchantment, and that is whyAll exiles are distinguished, more important, they're not deadI could find job satisfaction in Paraguay

(Eva:)This is crazy defeatist talkWhy commit political suicide, there's no riskThere's no call for any action at allWhen you have unions on your side

(Workers:)A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untiedA new Argentina, the voice of the peopleCannot be denied

(Eva:)There is only one man who can lead any workers' regimeHe lives for your problems, he shares your ideals and your dreamHe supports you, for he loves youUnderstands you, is one of youIf not, how could he love me?

(Workers:)A new Argentina, the workers' battle songA new Argentina, the voice of the peopleRings out loud and long

(Eva:)Now I am a worker, I've suffered the way that you doI've been unemployed, and I've starved and I hated it tooBut I found my salvation in Peron, may the nationLet him save them as he saved me

(All:)A new Argentina, a new age about to beginA new Argentina, we face the world togetherAnd no dissent within

(Peron:)There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're aheadI can see us many miles away, inactiveSipping cocktails on a terrace, taking breakfast in bedSleeping easy, doing nothing, it's attractive

(Eva:)Don't think I don't think like youI often get those nightmares tooThey always take some swallowingSometimes it's very difficult to keep momentumIf it's you that you are followingDon't close doors, keep an escape clauseBecause we might lose the Big Apple

But would I have done what I didIf I hadn't thought, if I hadn't knownWe would take the country

(Eva:)Peron has resigned from the army and this we avowThe descamisados are those he is marching with nowHe supports you, for he loves youUnderstands you, is one of youIf not, how could he love me?

(All:)A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untiedA new Argentina, the voice of the peopleCannot be, and must not be denied

(Che:)How annoying that they have to fight elections for their causeThe inconvenience, having to get a majorityIf normal methods of persuasion fail to win them applauseThere are other ways of establishing authority

(All:)A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untiedA new Argentina, the voice of the peopleCannot be, and will not be, and must not be denied.

On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 1

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Jonathan PryceTime: 1:28----------(Officer:)People of ArgentinaYour newly elected President, Juan Peron

(Crowd chanting:)[Peron Peron ... ]

(Peron:)Argentinos, ArgentinosWe're all workers nowFighting against our common enemyPoverty, social injusticeForeign domination of our industriesReaching for our common goalsOur independence, our dignity, our pride

Let the world know that our great nation is awakeningAnd that its heart beats in the humble bodiesOf Juan Peron and his wifeThe first lady of Argentina, Eva Duarte de Peron

(Crowd chanting:)[Evita Evita ... ]

Don't Cry For Me Argentina

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 5:31----------(Eva:)It won't be easy, you'll think it strangeWhen I try to explain how I feelThat I still need your love after all that I've done

You won't believe meAll you will see is a girl you once knewAlthough she's dressed up to the ninesAt sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to changeCouldn't stay all my life down at heelLooking out of the window, staying out of the sun

So I chose freedomRunning around, trying everything newBut nothing impressed me at allI never expected it to

Chorus:

Don't cry for me ArgentinaThe truth is I never left youAll through my wild daysMy mad existenceI kept my promiseDon't keep your distance

And as for fortune, and as for fameI never invited them inThough it seemed to the world they were all I desired

They are illusionsThey are not the solutions they promised to beThe answer was here all the timeI love you and hope you love me

Don't cry for me Argentina

(chorus)

Have I said too much?There's nothing more I can think of to say to you.But all you have to do is look at me to knowThat every word is true

On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 2

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Jonathan PryceTime: 2:00----------(Eva:)Just listen to that, the voice of ArgentinaWe are adored, we are loved

(Officer:)Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants

(Eva's sister:)We shall see little man

(Crowd:)[Evita Peron, La Santa Peronista ... ]

(Eva:)I am only a simple womanWho lives to serve Peron in his noble crusade To rescue his peopleI was once as you are now, and I promise you thisWe will take the riches from the obligarchsOnly for you, for all of youAnd one day, you too will inherit these treasuresDescamisados, mis companerosWhen they fire those cannons, when the crowds sing of gloryIt is not just for Peron, but for all of us, for all of us

(Aristocrats:)Things have reached a pretty passWhen someone pretty lower-classCan be respected and admired

(Aristocrat:)But our privileged class is deadLook who they are calling for now

High Flying, Adored

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio Banderas and MadonnaTime: 3:32----------(Che:)High flying, adoredSo young, the instant queenA rich beautiful thing, of all the talentsA cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saintYou were just a backstreet girlHustling and fighting, scratching and biting

High flying, adoredDid you believe in your wildest momentsAll this would be yoursThat you'd become the lady of them all?

Were there stars in your eyesWhen you crawled in at nightFrom the bars, from the sidewalksFrom the gutter theatricalDon't look down, it's a long, long way to fall

High flying, adoredWhat happens now, where do you go from here?For someone on top of the worldThe view is not exactly clearA shame you did it all at twenty-sixThere are no mysteries nowNothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you

High flying, adoredI hope you come to terms with boredomSo famous so easily, so soonIt's not the wisest thing to be

You won't care if they love youIt's been done beforeYou'll despair if they hate youYou'll be drained of all energyAll the young who've made it would agree

(Eva:)High flying, adoredThat's good to hear but unimportantMy story's quite usualLocal girl makes good, weds famous manI was stuck in the right place at the perfect timeFilled a gap, I was luckyBut one thing I'll say for meNoone else can fill it like I can

Rainbow High

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 2:27----------(Eva:)There again I've more to doThan simply get the message throughI haven't startedLet's get this show on the roadLet's make it obviousPeron is off and rolling

Chorus:

(Eva's dressers:)Eyes, hair, mouth, figureDress, voice, style, movementHands, magic, rings, glamourFace, diamonds, excitement, image

(Eva:)I came from the people, they need to adore meSo Christian Dior me from my head to my toesI need to be dazzling, I want to be Rainbow HighThey must have excitement, and so must I

(Eva's dressers:)Eyes, hair, mouth, figureDress, voice, style, image

(Eva:)I'm their product, it's vital you sell meSo Machiavell me, make an Argentine RoseI need to be thrilling, I want to be Rainbow HighThey need their escape, and so do I

(chorus)

(Eva:)All my descamisados expect me to outshine the enemyI won't disappoint themI'm their savior, that's what they call meSo Lauren Bacall me, anything goesTo make me fantastic, I have to be Rainbow HighIn magical colors

You're not decorating a girl for a night on the townAnd I'm not a second-rate queen getting kicks with a crown

Next stop will be EuropeThe Rainbow's gonna tour, dressed up, somewhere to goWe'll put on a show

Look out, mighty EuropeBecause you ought to know what you're gonna get in meJust a little touch ofJust a little touch ofArgentina's brand of star quality

Rainbow Tour

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio Banderas, Gary Brooker, Peter Polycarpou,Jonathan Pryce, Madonna, and John GowerTime: 4:51----------(Peron:)People of Europe, I send you the Rainbow of Argentina

(Che:)Spain has fallen to the charms of EvitaShe can do what she likes, it doesn't matter muchShe's our lady of the new world with a golden touchShe filled a bull-ring, forty-five thousand seaterBut if you're prettier than General Franco, that's not hard

Franco's reign in Spain should see out the fortiesSo you've just acquired an ally whoLooks as secure in his job as youBut more important current political thought isYour wife's a phenomenal asset, your trump card

Chorus:

(Officers:)Let's hear it for the Rainbow TourIt's been an incredible successWe weren't quite sure, we had a few doubtsWill Evita win through?

(Peron and officers:)But the answer is yes

There you are, I told you soMakes no difference where she goesThe whole world over just the sameJust listen to them call her nameAnd who would underestimate the actress now?

(Che:)Now I don't like to spoil a wonderful storyBut the news from Rome isn't quite as goodShe hasn't gone down like they thought she wouldItaly's unconvinced by Argentine gloryThey equate Peron with Mussolini, can't think why

(Eva:)Did you hear that? They called me a whore!They actually called me a whore!

(Italian admiral:)But Signora Peron it's an easy mistakeI'm still called an admiralYet I gave up the sea long ago

(Che:)More bad news from Rome; she met with the PopeShe only got a rosary, a kindly wordI wouldn't say the Holy Father gave her the birdBut papal decorations never have hopeShe still looked the part at St. Peter's, caught the eye

(chorus)

(Peron and officers:) But the answer is ...(Che:) A qualified(Peron and officers:) Yes

(Che:)Eva started well, no question, in FranceShining like a sun through the post-war hazeA beautiful reminder of the care-free daysShe nearly captured the French, she sure had the chanceBut she suddenly seemed to lose interestShe looked tired

(Che:)Face the facts, the Rainbow's starting to fadeI don't think she'll make it to England now

(Officer:)It wasn't on the schedule anyhow

(Che:)You'd better get out the flags and fix a paradeSome kind of coming home in triumph is required

(chorus, substituting "Would" for "Will")

And the answer is yesAnd no, and yes, and no, and yesNo

(chorus, substituting "Would" for "Will")

But the answer is yes, yes, yes

The Actress Hasn't Learned The Lines (You'd Like To Hear)

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Antonio BanderasTime: 2:32----------(Aristocrats:)Thus all fairy stories endOnly an actress would pretendAffairs of state are her latest playEight shows a week, two matineesMy how the worm begins to turnWhen will the chorus girl ever learn?My how the worm begins to turnWhen will the chorus girl ever learn?

(Eva:)The chorus girl hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hearShe won't go scrambling over the backs of the poor to be acceptedI'm making donations just large enough to the correct charityShe won't be president of your wonderful societies of philanthropyEven if you asked her to beAs you should have asked her to be

The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hearShe won't join your clubs, she won't dance in your hallsShe won't help the hungry once a month at your tombolasShe'll simply take control as you disappear

(Che:)Forgive my intrusion, but fine as those sentiments soundLittle has changed for us peasants down here on the groundI hate to sound childish, ungrateful, I don't like to moanBut do you now represent anyone's cause but your own?

(Eva:)Everything done will be justified by my foundation

And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio BanderasTime: 3:53----------(Che:)And the money kept rolling in from every sideEva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wideNow you may feel it should have been a voluntary causeBut that's not the point my friendsWhen the money keeps rolling in, you don't ask howThink of all the people guaranteed a good time nowEva's called the hungry to her, open up the doorsNever been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron

Chorus:

(Workers:)Rolling rolling rolling, rolling rolling rollingRolling rolling rolling, rolling rolling rollingRolling rolling rolling, rolling rolling rollingRolling rolling rolling, rolling rolling rolling

Rolling on in, rolling onRolling on in, rolling onOn in

(Che:)Would you like to try a college education?Own your landlord's house, take the family on vacation?Eva and her blessed fund can make your dreams come trueHere's all you have to do my friendsWrite your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticketThrow it high in the air and should our lady pick itShe will change your way of life for a week or even twoName me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron

(chorus)

Rolling on out, rolling on outRolling on out, rolling on outOn out

(Che:)And the money kept rolling out in all directionsTo the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexionsNow cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astrayBut that's not the point my friendsWhen the money keeps rolling out you don't keep booksYou can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looksAccountants only slow things down, figures get in the wayNever been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron

(chorus)

Rolling on out, rolling on outRolling on out, rolling on outOn out

(Che:)Eva!When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep booksYou can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looksAccountants only slow things down, figures get in the wayNever been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron

(chorus)

Rolling on out, rolling on outRolling on out, rolling on outRolling on out, rolling on outOn out

Partido Feminista

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 1:40----------(Crowd:)[Evita Peron, la vice presidenta] (repeat in background)

(Eva:)Peron is everything, he is the soul, the nerveThe hope and the reality of the Argentine peopleWe all know that there is only one man in our movementWith his own source of lightWe all feed from his light, and that is Peron

(Che:)And now she wants to be vice-president

(Officers:)That was the old her, the tough unacceptable suggestionWe didn't approve but we couldn't preventThe games of the wife of the presidentBut to give her pretentions encouragementShe's out of her depth, and out of the question

She Is A Diamond

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Jonathan PryceTime: 1:40----------(Peron:)But on the other hand, she's all they haveShe's a diamond in their dull gray livesAnd that's the hardest kind of stoneIt usually survivesAnd when you think about it, can you recallThe last time they loved anyone at all?

She's not a bauble you can brush asideShe's been out doing what we just talked about, exampleGave us back our businesses, got the English outAnd when you think about it, well why not doOne or two of the things we promised to?

But on the other hand, she's slowing downShe's lost a little of that magic driveBut I would not advise those critics present to deriveAny satisfaction from her fading starShe's the one who's kept us where we are

(Officers:)She's the one who's kept you where you are

Santa Evita

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Antonio Banderas and the choirTime: 2:31----------(Children:)Please, gentle Eva, will you bless a little child?For I love you, tell Heaven I'm doing my bestI'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed

Please, mother Eva, will you look upon me as your own?Make me special, be my angelBe my everything wonderful perfect and trueAnd I'll try to be exactly like you

Please, holy Eva, will you feed a hungry child?For I love you, tell Heaven I'm doing my bestI'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed

Please, mother Eva, will you feed a hungry child?For I love you [(Che:) Turn a blind eye, Evita] Tell Heaven I'm doing my best [(Che:) Turn a blind eye]I'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed

(Workers:)Santa Santa EvitaMadre de todos los ninosDe los tiranizados, de los descamisadosDe los trabajadores, de la Argentina(repeat and fade)

Waltz For Eva And Che

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Antonio BanderasTime: 4:13----------(Che:)Tell me before I waltz out of your lifeBefore turning my back on the pastForgive my impertinent behaviorBut how long do you think this pantomime can last?Tell me before I ride off in the sunsetThere's one thing I never got clearHow can you claim you're our saviorWhen those who oppose you are stepped on,Or cut up, or simply disappear?

(Eva:)Tell me before you get onto your busBefore joining the forgotten brigadeHow can one person like me, say,Alter the time-honored way the game is played?Tell me before you get onto your high horseJust what you expect me to doI don't care what the bourgeoisie sayI'm not in business for themBut to give all my descamisadosA magical moment or two

(Che and Eva:)There is evil, ever aroundFundamental system of governmentQuite incidental

(Eva:)So what are my chances of honest advances?I'd say lowBetter to win by admitting my sinThan to lose with a halo

(Che:)Tell me before I seek worthier pasturesAnd thereby restore self-esteemHow can you be so short-sightedTo look never further than this week or next weekTo have no impossible dream?

(Eva:)Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelinesAnd mock your adieu with three cheersBut first tell me who'd be delightedIf I said I'd take on the world's greatest problemsFrom war to pollution, no hope of solutionEven if I lived for one hundred years

(Che and Eva:)There is evil, ever aroundFundamental system of governmentQuite incidental

(Eva:)So go, if you're able, to somewhere unstableAnd stay thereWhip up your hate in some tottering stateBut not here, dearIs that clear, dear?

Oh what I'd give for a hundred yearsBut the physical interferesEvery day more, O my CreatorWhat is the good of the strongest heartIn a body that's falling apart?A serious flaw, I hope You know that

Your Little Body's Slowly Breaking Down

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Jonathan PryceTime: 1:24----------(Peron:)Your little body's slowly breaking downYou're losing speed, you're losing strength, not styleThat goes on flourishing foreverBut your eyes, your smileDo not have the sparkle of your fantastic pastIf you climb one more mountain it could be your last

(Eva:)I'm not that ill, bad moments come but they goSome days are fine, some a little bit harderBut that doesn't mean we should give up our dreamHave you ever seen me defeated?Don't you forget what I've been through and yetI'm still standing

(Peron:)Eva, you are dying

(Eva:)So what happens now?Where am I going to?

(Peron:)Don't ask anymore

You Must Love Me

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 2:51----------Where do we go from here?This isn't where we intended to beWe had it all, you believed in meI believed in you

Certainty's disappearedWhat do we do for our dream to survive?How do we keep all our passions alive,As we used to do?

Bridge:

Deep in my heart I'm concealingThings that I'm longing to sayScared to confess what I'm feelingFrightened you'll slip away

Chorus:

You must love meYou must love me

Why are you at my side?How can I be any use to you now?Give me a chance and I'll let you see howNothing has changed

(bridge)(chorus)

You must love me

Eva's Final Broadcast

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by MadonnaTime: 3:05----------(Eva:)The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hearShe's sad for her country, sad to be defeatedBy her own weak body

(Crowds:)[Evita! Evita!] (repeat, ad lib)

I want to tell the people of ArgentinaI've decided I should declineAll the honors and titles you've pressed me to takeFor I'm contentedLet me simply go on as the woman who brings her peopleTo the heart of Peron

Don't cry for me ArgentinaThe truth is I shall not leave youThough it may get harder for you to see meI'm Argentina, and always will be

Have I said too much?There's nothing more I can think of to say to youBut all you have to do is look at me to knowThat every word is true

Lament

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webbervocals by Madonna and Antonio BanderasTime: 4:12----------(Eva:)The choice was mine, and mine completelyI could have any prize that I desiredI could burn with the splendor of the brightest fireOr else, or else I could choose time

Remember I was very young thenAnd a year was forever and a daySo what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?I saw the lights, and I was on my way

And how I lived, how they shoneBut how soon the lights were gone

(Che:)The choice was yours and noone else'sYou can cry for a body in despairHang your head because she's no longer thereTo shine, to dazzle, or betrayHow she lived, how she shoneBut how soon the lights were gone

(Embalmers:)Eyes, hair, face, imageAll must be preservedStill life displayed foreverNo less than she deserved.