Top Songs By Andrew Lloyd Webber
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Keyboards
Colm Wilkinson
Vocals
Julie Covington
Vocals
Paul Jones
Vocals
David Hamilton Smith
Vocals
London Philharmonic Orchestra
Orchestra
Brian Odgers
Bass Guitar
Mo Foster
Bass Guitar
Tony Stevens
Bass Guitar
Barry Morgan
Percussion
Peter Van Hooke
Percussion
Simon Phillips
Percussion
Hank B. Marvin
Guitar
Henry McCulloch
Guitar
Joe Moretti
Guitar
Neil Hubbard
Guitar
Ray Russell
Guitar
David Snell
Harp
Ann Odell
Keyboards
Mike Moran
Keyboards
Brian Byrne
Vocals
Christopher Neil
Vocals
David Hemmings
Vocals
Jean Hawker
Vocals
Larry Walker
Vocals
Laura Manara
Vocals
Mike D'Abo
Vocals
Mike Smith
Vocals
Nicky Hamilton
Vocals
Roy Wood
Vocals
Stephanie De Sykes
Vocals
Terry Wood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Tim Rice
Producer
David Land
Executive Producer
Dennis Blackham
Mastering Engineer
David Hamilton Smith
Engineer
Anton Matthews
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeremy Gee
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Dice are rolling, the knives are out
I see every bad sign in the book
And as far as they can—overweight to a man!
They have that lean and hungry look
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
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
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
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!
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 old one has gone sadly wrong
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 hated it too
But I found my salvation
In Perón—may the nation
Let him save them as he saved me
A new Argentina!
They'll all go along for the ride
The same old clichés
But let them have their freedom—
The free buy insecticide!
Nationalization of the industries
That the foreigners control
Participation in the profits that we make
Shorter hours, higher wages
Votes for women, larger dole
More public spending, a bigger slice of every cake
It's annoying that we have to
Fight elections for our cause
The inconvenience—having to get a majority
If normal methods of persuasion
Fail to win us applause
There are other ways of establishing authority
We have ways of making you vote for us
Or at least of making you abstain
Perón 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 will not be
And must not be
Denied!
There again I could be foolish
Not to quit while I'm ahead
I can see me many miles away
Inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace
Taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing crosswords
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?
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Tim Rice