Evita Page #4

The decline into silence and doubt

Our passion was just too intense to survive

Which means...!

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

Fame on the wireless as far as it goes

Is all very well, but every girl knows

She needs a man she can monopolise

With fingers in dozens of different pies

Oh, but it's sad

when a love affair dies.

In June of '43

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 Attila the Hun

A bomb or two

And very few objected.

Just one shell,

And governments fall like flies.

Ka-pow, die!

They stumble and fall.

Bye, bye!

Backs to the wall!

Aim high!

We're having a ball.

The tank and bullet ruled

As democracy died.

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.

Just one shell,

And governments lose their nerve.

Ka-pow, 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 Pern

Would-be dictator.

He began in the army out in Italy so

Saw Mussolini's rise

from the very front row

And reckoned he'd do likewise

Sooner or later.

Just one blast,

And the tear gas falls like rain.

Ka-pow, die!

They haven't a chance!

Bye, bye!

The terrorists advance,

But one guy doesn't dirty his hands.

Pern was biding time out

In the slow lane.

Suddenly an earthquake hit

The town of San Juan.

Ka-pow, 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 Pern.

He organised a concert

With incredible flair

In aid of all the victims

Such a grand affair

Politicians, actors

Stars of every flavour

It was January 22, 1944

A night to remember, that's for sure

For that's the night

that Pern first met Eva.

For that's the night

that Pern first met Eva.

On this night...

On this night...

On this night of 1000 stars

Let me take you to heaven's door

Where the music of love's guitars

Plays for evermore.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Augustin Magaldi!

Magaldi?

Eva Duarte?

Your act hasn't changed much.

Neither has yours.

I stand here

as a servant of the people

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