A New Argentina (feat. Jonathan Pryce & Antonio Banderas)

Madonna

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    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

    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 havе their say
    And with chaos installed
    You can reluctantly agree to bе called

    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

    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

    A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied
    A new Argentina, the voice of the people
    Cannot be denied

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    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?

    A new Argentina, the workers' battle song
    A new Argentina, the voice of the people
    Rings out loud and long

    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

    A new Argentina, a new age about to begin
    A new Argentina, we face the world together
    And no dissent within

    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

    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

    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?

    A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied
    A new Argentina, the voice of the people
    Cannot be, and must not be denied

    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

    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

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    Composition: Tim Rice and Cranston

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