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!

Someone in the Crowd

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—

Someone in the Crowd

No one mourns the wicked

Another Person

No one cries,"They won't return!"

Crowd

No one lays a lily on their grave

Man

The good man scorns the wicked!

Women

Through their lives, our children learn

Crowd

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

Crowd

Yes, Goodness 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

How I hate to go and leave you lonely

Mother

That's alright, it's only just one night

Father

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 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 & 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!

Crowd

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

Glinda

She died alone...

Crowd

Woe to those

Who spurn what goodness is

They are shown

No one mourns the wicked

Glinda

Good news!

Crowd

No one mourns the wicked!

Glinda

Good news!

Crowd

No one mourns the wicked!

Wicked!

Wicked!