Songs on this album: Disc 1 A Cinema In Buenos Aires, 26 July 1952 Requiem For Evita Oh What A Circus On This Night Of A Thousand Stars Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City Buenos Aires Another Suitcase In Another Hall Goodnight And Thank You The Lady's Got Potential Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You Hello And Goodbye Peron's Latest Flame A New Argentina Disc 2 On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 1 Don'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 Down You Must Love Me Eva's Final Broadcast Latin Chant Lament -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Cinema In Buenos Aires, 26 July 1952 lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber Disc 1, Track 1, Time: 1:19 ------------------------- (An audience is watching a less than distinguished movie. [In both the original London and New York productions of EVITA, a clip from one of Eva Peron's own movies was used]. The soundtrack dialogue is in Spanish, the music melodramatic.) (Julieta:) Carlos. (Carlos:) Julieta, mi querida Julieta. (Julieta:) Carlos, no tendrías que haber venido. (Carlos:) Julieta, ni un millar de soldados me puede detener. (Julieta:) Pero es peligroso, mi padre te arrestará. (Carlos:) Tenía que venir. (Julieta:) ¡Carlos! (Carlos:) Hasta este momento, mis labios no han osado murmurar la palabra amor. (Julieta:) Carlos. (Carlos:) Y mucho más que eso, mi ser todo vibra de deseo. ¿Qué fue eso? Algo se movió en el balcón de tu padre. Si fuera ese truhán de Rodolfo, juro que mi espada no permanecerá en su vaina. (Julieta:) ¡Carlos, ten cuidado! Te quiero, Carlos, te quiero. (Suddenly the film grinds to a halt. The people in the cinema begin to protest but are silenced by an announcement.) (The Voice of the Secretary of the Press:) It is my sad duty to inform you that Eva Peron, spiritual leader of the nation, entered immortality at 8:25 this evening. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Requiem For Evita lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by the choir Disc 1, Track 2, Time: 4:17 ------------------------- (Crowd:) Requiem aeternum dona Evita Requiem aeternum dona Evita Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita Grant eternal rest to Evita Grant eternal rest to Evita Rest to Evita, Rest to Evita Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita Requiem aeternum dona Evita Requiem aeternum dona Evita Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh What A Circus lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Antonio Banderas and Madonna Disc 1, Track 3, Time: 5:44 ------------------------- (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 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 (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 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On This Night Of A Thousand Stars lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Jimmy Nail Disc 1, Track 4, Time: 2:25 ------------------------- (Che:) Now Eva Peron had every disadvantage You need if you're gonna succeed No money, no cash No father, no bright lights There was nowhere she'd been At the age of fifteen As this tango singer found out Agustin Magaldi Who has the distinction of being the first Man to be of use to Eva Duarte (Magaldi:) On this night of a thousand 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 But 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 anymore On that magical day when you first came my way Mi amor On this night On this night On this night of a thousand stars Let me take you to heaven's door Where the music of love's guitars Plays for evermore -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna, Jimmy Nail, Antonio Banderas, and Julian Littman Disc 1, Track 5, Time: 5:21 ------------------------- (Eva:) To think that a man as famous as you are Could love a poor little nothing like me Chorus: (Eva:) I wanna 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 Magaldi I'd get out while you can (Eva:) It's happened at last, I'm starting to get started I'm moving out with my man (Magaldi:) Now Eva don't get carried away (Eva:) Monotony past, suburbia departed Who 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 engagement She gave you all she had, she wasn't in your contract You must be quite relieved that noone's told the papers, so far (Eva:) I wanna 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 (Eva's brother:) 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 (Magaldi:) 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 ... (Eva:) 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. (Eva's brother:) Do all your one night stands give you this trouble? (Magaldi:) 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. (Eva:) 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 (chorus) (Magaldi:) 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 (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 looks I 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 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 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Buenos Aires lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna Disc 1, Track 6, Time: 4:09 ------------------------- (Eva:) What's new Buenos Aires? I'm new, I wanna 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 whatcha 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 whatcha gonna get in me Just a little touch of star quality And if ever I go too far It's because of the things you are Beautiful town, I love you And if I need a moment's rest Give your lover the very best Real eiderdown and silence. (musical interlude) You're a tramp, you're a treat You will shine to the death, you are shoddy But you're flesh, you are meat You shall have every breath in my body Put me down for a lifetime of success Give me credit, I'll find ways of paying Rio de la Plata Florida, Corrientes, Nueve de Julio All I want to know Stand back, Buenos Aires Because you oughta know whatcha gonna get in me Just a little touch of Just a little touch of Just a little touch of star quality -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Another Suitcase In Another Hall lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna Disc 1, Track 7, Time: 3:33 ------------------------- (Eva:) I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But 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 care That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through But every time it matters all my words desert me So anyone can hurt me, and they do (chorus) Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion But that's no consolation here and now. (chorus, with Che's lines being sung by the starlets) (Huevo:) Don't ask anymore. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Goodnight And Thank You lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna and Antonio Banderas Disc 1, Track 8, Time: 4:18 ------------------------- (Che:) Goodnight and thank you Huevo She is in every magazine Been photographed, seen, she is known We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed If she's missed anything, you could give her a ring But she won't always answer the phone (Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies But we have pretended enough It's best that we both stop fooling ourselves (Che:) Which means ... Chorus: (Che and Eva:) There is noone, noone at all Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on Tricks they can try on their partner They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them Support them, promote them Don't blame them, you're the same (Che:) Goodnight and thank you Emilio You've completed your task What more can we ask of you now? Please sign the book on the way out the door And that will be all, if she needs you she'll call But I don't think that's likely somehow (Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies But when we were hot, we were hot I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared Which means ... (chorus, substituting "blame her" for "blame them", sung only by Che) (Eva:) There is no soap, no soap like Zaz No detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the shower It's the mother and father of luxury lather The talk of the bath, the great ointment One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic You're scented, you'll be sent (Che:) Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio We'll think of you every time she's on the air We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way So do up your trousers and go (Eva:) Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies The decline into silence and doubt Our passion was just too intense to survive (Che:) Which means ... (Lovers:) This is a club I should never have joined Someone has made us look fools Argentine men call the sexual shots Someone has altered the rules (Eva:) Fame on the wireless as far as it goes Is all very well but every girl knows (Che:) She needs a man she can monopolize With 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 Webber vocals by Antonio Banderas Disc 1, Track 9, Time: 4:25 ------------------------- (Che:) In June of forty-three there was a military coup Behind 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 gun They were slightly to the right of Atilla the Hun A bomb or two and very few objected Yeah, just one shell and governments fall like flies, kapow, die They stumble and fall, bye bye Backs to the wall, aim high We're having a ball The tank and bullet rule as democracy dies The lady's got potential, she was setting her sights On making it in movies with her name in lights The greatest social climber since Cinderella OK, she couldn't act but she had the right friends And we all know a career depends On knowing the right fella to be stellar Yeah, just one shell and governments lose their nerve, kapow, die They stumble and fall, bye bye Backs to the wall, aim high We're having a ball That's how we get the government we deserve Now the man behind the President calling the shots Involved so discreetly in a lot of their plots Was Colonel Juan Peron, would be dictator He began in the army out in Italy so Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row I reckon he'd do likewise sooner or later Yeah, just one blast and the tear gas falls like rain, kapow, die They haven't a chance, bye bye The terrorists advance But one guy doesn't dirty his hands Peron was biding time out in the slow lane Yeah, suddenly an earthquake hit the town of San Juan, kapow, die They stumble and fall, bye bye Keep away from the wall But one guy was having a ball The tragedy, a golden chance for Peron He organized a concert with incredible flair In aid of all the victims, such a grand affair Politicians, actors, stars of every flavor It was January twenty-second, 1944 A night to remember, yeah, that's for sure For that's the night that Peron first met Eva For that's the night that Peron first met Eva -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Jimmy Nail, Jonathan Pryce, Antonio Banderas, and Madonna Disc 1, Track 10, Time: 2:33 ------------------------- (Magaldi:) On this night On this night On this night of a thousand stars Let me take you to heaven's door Where the music of love's guitars Plays 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 people As we come together for a marvelous cause You've shown by your presence, your deeds and applause What the people can do, true power is yours Not the government's, unless it represents the people (Che:) One always picks the easy fight One praises fools, one smothers light One shifts from left to right Politics, the art of the possible -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna and Jonathan Pryce Disc 1, Track 11, Time: 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 world Are you here on your own? (Eva:) Yes, oh yes (Peron:) So am I, what a fortunate coincidence Maybe you're my reward for my efforts here tonight (Eva:) It seems crazy but you must believe There's nothing calculated, nothing planned Please forgive me if I seem naive I would never want to force your hand But please understand, I'd be good for you I don't always rush in like this Twenty seconds after saying hello Telling strangers I'm too good to miss If I'm wrong I hope you'll tell me so But you really should know, I'd be good for you I'd be surprisingly good for you I won't go on if I'm boring you But do you understand my point of view? Do you like what you hear, what you see And would you be, good for me too? I'm not talking of a hurried night A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye Creeping home before it gets too light That's not the reason that I caught your eye Which has to imply, I'd be good for you I'd be surprisingly good for you (Peron:) Please go on, you enthrall me I can understand you perfectly And I like what I hear, what I see, and knowing me I would be good for you too (Eva:) I'm not talking of a hurried night A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye Creeping home before it gets too light That's not the reason that I caught your eye Which has to imply, I'd be good for you I'd be surprisingly good for you -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello And Goodbye lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna, Andrea Corr, and Jonathan Pryce Disc 1, Track 12, Time: 1:46 ------------------------- (Eva:) Hello and goodbye, I just unemployed you You can go back to school You've had a good run, I'm sure he enjoyed you Don't act sad or surprised, let's be friends, civilized Come on little one, don't sit there like a dummy The day you knew would arrive is here, you'll survive So move, funny face I like your conversation, you've a catchy turn of phrase You'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 Webber vocals by Antonio Banderas and Madonna Disc 1, Track 13, Time: 5:18 ------------------------- (Che:) At the watering holes of the well-to-do I 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 ass That would rise for the girl (Aristocrats:) She'll take a mile (Aristocrats:) Such a shame she wandered into our enclosure How unfortunate this person has forced us to be blunt No we wouldn't mind seeing her at Harrod's But behind the jewelry counter, not in front (Che:) Could there be in our fighting corps A lack of enthusiasm for (Army:) Exactly (Che:) Peron's latest flame (Army:) You said it brother (Che:) Should you wish to cause great distress In the tidiest officer's mess Just mention her name (Army:) That isn't funny Peron is a fool, breaking every taboo Installing a girl in the army H.Q. And she's an actress, the last straw Her only good parts are between her thighs She should stare at the ceiling, not reach for the skies Or she could be his last whore The evidence suggests She has other interests If it's her who's using him He's exceptionally dim Bitch! Dangerous Jade (Aristocrats:) We have allowed ourselves to slip We have completely lost our grip We have declined to an all-time low Tarts have become the set to know (Eva:) I am only a radio star with just one weekly show But speaking as one of the people I want you to know We are tired of the decline of Argentina With no sign of a government able to give us the things we deserve (Army:) It's no crime for officers to do as they please As long as they're discreet and keep clear of disease We ignore, we disregard But once they allow a bit on the side To move to the center where she's not qualified We are forced to mark his card She should get into her head She should not get out of bed She should know that she's not paid To be loud but to be laid Slut! Dangerous Jade (Che:) This has really been your year, Miss Duarte Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte Which are the roles that you yearn to play? Whom did you sleep ... dine with yesterday? (Eva:) Acting is limiting, the line's not mine That'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 tiles She says it's his body, but she's after his files So get back on to the street She should get into her head She should not get out of bed She should know that she's not paid To be loud but to be laid The evidence suggests She has other interests If it's her who's using him He's exceptionally dim (Aristocrats:) Things have reached a pretty pass When someone pretty lower-class Graceless and vulgar, uninspired Can be accepted and admired -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A New Argentina lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber vocals by Madonna, Jonathan Pryce, and Antonio Banderas Disc 1, Track 14, Time: 8:13 ------------------------- (Peron:) Dice are rolling, the knives are out Would-be presidents are all around I don't say they mean harm But they'd each give an arm To see us six feet underground (Eva:) It doesn't matter what those morons say Our nation's leaders are a feeble crew There's only twenty of them anyway What is twenty next to millions who Are looking to you? All you have to do is sit and wait Keeping out of everybody's way We'll ... you'll be handed power on a plate When the ones who matter have their say And with chaos installed You can reluctantly agree to be called (Peron:) There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're ahead For distance lends enchantment, and that is why All exiles are distinguished, more important, they're not dead I could find job satisfaction in Paraguay (Eva:) This is crazy defeatist talk Why commit political suicide, there's no risk There's no call for any action at all When you have unions on your side (Workers:) A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied A new Argentina, the voice of the people Cannot be denied (Eva:) There is only one man who can lead any workers' regime He lives for your problems, he shares your ideals and your dream He supports you, for he loves you Understands you, is one of you If not, how could he love me? (Workers:) A new Argentina, the workers' battle song A new Argentina, the voice of the people Rings out loud and long (Eva:) Now I am a worker, I've suffered the way that you do I've been unemployed, and I've starved and I've hated it too But I found my salvation in Peron, may the nation Let him save them as he saved me (All:) A new Argentina, a new age about to begin A new Argentina, we face the world together And no dissent within (Peron:) There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're ahead I can see us many miles away, inactive Sipping cocktails on a terrace, taking breakfast in bed Sleeping easy, doing nothing, it's attractive (Eva:) Don't think I don't think like you I often get those nightmares too They always take some swallowing Sometimes it's very difficult to keep momentum If it's you that you are following Don't close doors, keep an escape clause Because we might lose the Big Apple But would I have done what I did If I hadn't thought, if I hadn't known We would take the country (Eva:) Peron has resigned from the army and this we avow The descamisados are those he is marching with now He supports you, for he loves you Understands you, is one of you If not, how could he love me? (All:) A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied A new Argentina, the voice of the people Cannot be, and must not be denied (Che:) How annoying that they have to fight elections for their cause The inconvenience, having to get a majority If normal methods of persuasion fail to win them applause There are other ways of establishing authority (All:) A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied A new Argentina, the voice of the people Cannot be, and will not be, and must not be denied.