No One Mourns The Wicked

[Citizens of Oz]
Good news! She's dead!
The Witch of the West is dead!
The wickedest witch there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Oz
Is Dead!
Good news! Good news!

Look! It's Glinda!

[Glinda]
Fellow Ozians
Let us be glad
Let us be grateful
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of You-Know-Who

Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For 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

[Glinda]
And goodness knows
The wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone

It just shows when you're wicked
You're left only
On your own

Yes, godness knows
The wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked cry alone

Nothing grows for the Wicked
They reap only
What they've sown

[Glinda]
Are people born wicked?
Or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?
After all, she had a father
She had a mother, as so many do

[Father & Mother]
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 heart
While I'm out of your sight

[Glinda]
And like every family, they had their secrets

[Lover]
Have another drink, my dark eyed beauty
I've got one more night left, here in town
So have another drink of green elixir
And we'll have ourselves a little mixer
Have another little swallow, little lady
And follow me down

[Glinda]
And of course, from the moment she was born
She was, well, different

[Midwife]
It's coming!

[Father]
Now?

[Midwife]
The baby's coming!

[Father]
And how!

[Midwife & Father]
I see a nose
I see a curl
It's a healthy, perfect
Lovely, little

[Father]
Sweet Oz!

[Mother]
What is it? What's wrong?

[Midwife]
How can it be?

[Father]
What does it mean?

[Midwife]
It's atrocious!

[Father]
It's obscene!

[Midwife and Father]
Like a froggy, ferny cabbage
The baby is unnaturally

[All]
Green!

[Father]
Take it away, take it away!

[Glinda]
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 land

And goodness knows
We know what goodness is
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone (she died alone)

Woe to those
Who spurn what Goodness is
They are show

No one mourns the Wicked! (Good news!)
No one mourns the Wicked! (Good news!)
No one mourns the Wicked!
Wicked!
Wicked!