Karaoké Oh What a Circus David Essex

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

Mournin' all day and mournin' all night

Fallin' over ourselves to get all of the misery right

Oh what an exit

That's how to go

When they're ringin' 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 pages of all the world's papers today

But who is this Santa Evita

Why all this howlin' hysterical sorrow

What kind of goddess has lived among us

How will we ever get by without her

Salve regina mater misericordiae

Vita dulcedo et spes nostra

Salve, salve regina

She had her moments

She had some style

The best show in town was the crowd

Outside the Casa Rosada cryin' Eva Peron

But that's all gone now

As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears

We're all gonna see and howl

She did nothin' for years

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

Oh what a circus

Oh what a show

You let down your people

Your people Evita, Evita, Evita

Salve regina mater misericordiae

Vita dulcedo et spes nostra

Salve, salve regina

You let down your people

Your people, your peole Evita