Oh, what a circus (Listen to midi)

 

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1 . CHE :       O what a circus! O what a show! Argentina has gone to town

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    over the death of an actress called Eva Peron.

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    We`ve all gone crazy, mourning all day and mourning all night,

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    falling over ourselves, to get all of the misery right.

 

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2.  O what an exit! That`s how to go, when they`re ringing your curtain down,

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    demand to be buried like Eva Peron.

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    it`s quite a sunset, and good for the country in a roundabout way,

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    we`ve made the front page of all     -     the world`s papers today.

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    But who is this Santa Evita? Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?

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    What kind of goddess has lived among us?

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    How will we ever get by without her?

 

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3.       She had her moments - she had some style,

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    the best show in town was the crowd

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    outside the Casa Rosada crying, “Eva Peron“!

 

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    But that`s all gone now, as soon as the smoke from the funeral clears,

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    we are going to see - and how!      She did nothing for years.

 

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EVA`S VOICE : Don`t cry for me, Argentina, for I am ordinary, unimportant,

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    and undeserving of your attention, unless we all are - I think we all are.

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    Ride on my train, o my people,

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    and when it`s your turn to die you`ll remember,

 

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    they fired those cannons, sang lamentations,

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    not just for Eva - for Argentina, not just for Eva - for Argentina.

 

    (Andrew Lloyd Webber)