Good news!She’s dead!The Witch of the West is dead!The wickedest witch there ever wasThe enemy of all of us here in OzIs Dead!Good news!Good news!
Look! It’s Glinda!
Let us be gladLet us be gratefulLet us rejoicify that goodness could subdueThe wicked workings of you-know-whoIsn’t it nice to knowThat good will conquer evil?The truth we all believe’ll by and byOutlive a lieFor you and –
No one mourns the Wicked
No one cries “They won’t return!”
No one lays a lily on their grave
The good man scorns the Wicked!
Through their lives, our children learn
What we miss, when we misbehave:
And Goodness knowsThe Wicked’s lives are lonelyGoodness knowsThe Wicked die aloneIt just shows when you’re WickedYou’re left onlyOn your own
Yes, Goodness knowsThe Wicked’s lives are lonelyGoodness knowsThe Wicked cry aloneNothing grows for the WickedThey reap onlyWhat they sow
Are people born Wicked? Or do they haveWickedness thrust upon them? After all, she hada father. She had a mother, as so many do:
How I hate to go and leave you lonely
That’s alright – it’s only just one night
But know that you’re here in my heartWhile I’m out of your sight
And like every family – they had their secrets
Have another drink, my dark-eyed beautyI’ve got one more night left, here in townSo have another drink of green elixirAnd we’ll have ourselves a little mixerHave another little swallow, little lady,And follow me down.
And of course, from the moment she was born,she was – well – different
It’s coming
Now?
The baby’s coming
And how!
I see a nose
I see a curl
It’s a healthy, perfect,Lovely, little –
Sweet Oz!
What is it? what’s wrong?
How can it be?
What does it mean?
It’s atrocious
It’s obscene!
Like a froggy, ferny cabbageThe baby is unnaturally
Green!
Take it away, take it away!
So you see – it couldn’t have been easy!
No one mourns the Wicked!Now at last, she’s dead and gone!Now at last, there’s joy throughout the landAnd Goodness knowsWe know what Goodness isGoodness knowsThe Wicked die alone
She died alone
Woe to those (Woe to those)Who spurn what GoodnessesThey are shownNo one mourns the Wicked
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!Wicked!Wicked!
