MADONNA - OH WHAT A CIRCUS Lyrics

(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 rightOh 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 todayBut 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 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 EvitaYou were supposed to have been immortalThat's all they wanted, not much to ask forBut in the end you could not deliverSing 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 youShow 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 inInstead 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 loudSing 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