My mashup idea: Oh, What A Circus from "Evita"

Here's the cast of characters I've just been thinking of:

Antonio Banderas as Ché (1996 film and '97 stage extract)
Carrie Underwood as Eva Perón (original nomination by me)
and a choir of children kids and grownup adults together

And in addition, here are the lyrics featuring my arrangement:

Sung words
Actions in parentheses
English subtitles to appear on screen translated from Latin

(guitar intro, bongos play in first verse)

[Ché]:
Oh, what a circus; oh, what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Perón
We've all gone crazy (triangle joins in)
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right

(wooden scraper joins in)

Oh, what an exit; that's how to go
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Perón
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? (maracas shaking)
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?

(castanets clicking)

She had her moments, she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Perón"
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

(pipe organ, harp, electric bass and triangle)

[Full choir]:
Salve regina, mater misericordiae (Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy)
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra (Our life, sweetness, and hope)
Salve, salve regina (Hail, hail, oh queen)
Ad te clamamus, exules filii Eva (To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve)
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes (To you we sigh, mourning and weeping)
O clemens, o pia (Oh clement, oh loving one)

[Ché]:
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

(hands clapping in various rhythms)

Show business kept us all alive
Since 17th 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

(sustained and extended rock conclusion)

[Choir of children and women]:
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve, salve regina Perón
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia

(Kettle drum, clash cymbals and gong strike at once as the orchestra swells, then snare drumroll followed by kettle drum, clash cymbals and gong strike together)

[Evita Perón]:
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
Ride on my train, oh, my people
And when it's your turn to die, you'll remember
They fired those cannons, sang lamentations
Not just for Eva, for Argentina
Not just for Eva, for everybody
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So, share my glory
So, share my coffin

[Ché]: It's our funeral, too