Dice Are Rolling Patti LuPone & Bob Gunton

[PERÓN]
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

[EVA]
But we still have the magic we've always had!
The descamisados still worship me
We arrived thanks to them and no one else
No thanks to your generals—a clutch of stuffed cuckoos!

[PERÓN]
It's not a question of a big parade
Proving we're big with the mobs on the street

[EVA]
You're wrong—the people, my people—

[PERÓN]
The people belong to no one!
They are fickle, can be manipulated!
They don't matter—however much they love you now
It matters more that as far as my stuffed cuckoos are concerned
You don't politically exist!