Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We are adored, we are loved!
She's out of her depth
We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way
Eva, beware of the city
It was January 22, 1944
If you were rich or middle class...
From the bars, from the sidewalks
They're not
I could have any prize
By making donations
It is mad
To look never further than this week or next week
There are other ways of establishing
Just one shell, And governments lose their nerve.
Don’t cry for me bitcointina!
when you first came my way, mi amor.
She won't dance in your halls
That no one's told the papers
If I said I'd take on The world's greatest problems
Let me take you to heaven's door
Can be respected and admired
She should know that she's not paid
And now she wants to be
But how long do you think This pantomime can last?
Because she is no longer there
The voice of the people
You can go back to school
And no one else's
The Rainbow started to fade
When someone pretty lower class
Have I said too much?
DON’T CRY FOR ME ARGENTINA
She met with the Pope
But that's not the point, my friends
What you need to make a splash
You're a tramp, you're a treat You will shine to the death
That goes on flourishing forever
I don't always rush in like this
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row
More important, they're not dead
She gave you all she had. She wasn't in your contract
No less
I think we all are
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
I will never accept them
Rolling on out! Rolling on out!
A government able to give us the things we deserve.
And no dissent within!
- So what happens now? - Take your picture off another wall.
Seems to me there's no point in resisting
Tell the singer this is where I'm playing
The day you knew would arrive is here.
The workers' battle song
Should you wish
Scratching and biting
Write your name and your dream On a card or a pad or a ticket
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
I can see us many miles away, inactive
Was having a ball:
On this night...
Will you bless a little child?
I can understand you perfectly
But do you now represent
The Rainbow's gonna tour...
Makes good, weds famous man
that there is only one man in our movement with his own source of light,
"Can You Recall"
Do not have the sparkle of your fantastic past
Don't ask any more.
Good for me too?
Make me special
A younger girl's city