Antonio Banderas And Madonna Oh What A Circus Lyrics

Oh What A Circus Lyrics

Antonio Banderas and Madonna---Oh What A Circus 

 lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber 

 

 

 (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 your 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 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 Peron" 

 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 

 

 (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 

 Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy 

 Our life, sweetness, and hope 

 Hail, hail, oh queen 

 To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve 

 To you we sigh, mourning and weeping 

 Oh clement, oh loving one 

 

 

 (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 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 

 And she's not coming back to you 

 

 Show business kept us all alive 

 Since seventeen October 5 

 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 

 

 (Crowd:) 

 Salve regina mater misericordiae 

 Vita dulcedo et spes nostra 

 Salve salve regina Peron 

 Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva 

 Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes 

 O clemens o pia 

 

 (Eva:) 

 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 

 

 (Che:) 

 It's our funeral too