Cristy Candler/Jan Neuberger/Kristin Chenoweth/Sean McCourt ☆ 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:

(spoken) Look! It’s Glinda!

GLINDA

(spoken) Fellow Ozians:

(sung) 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!”

ALLNo one lays a lily on their grave

MAN

The good man scorns the Wicked!

WOMEN

Through their lives, our children learn

ALL

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

ALL

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(spoken) 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

FATHERBut know that you’re here in my heart

While I’m out of your sight

GLINDA

(spoken)

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

(spoken) 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 AND FATHER

I see a nose

I see a curl

It’s a healthy, perfect,

Lovely, little –

FATHER

(spoken) Sweet Oz!

MOTHER

(spoken) What is it? What’s wrong?

MIDWIFE

(Sung) 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

(spoken) Take it away…take it away!

GLINDA

(spoken) So you see – it couldn’t have been easy!

ALL

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…

ALL

Woe to those

Who spurn what Goodness

They are shown

No one mourns the Wicked

GLINDA

Good news!

CROWD

No one mourns the Wicked!

GLINDA

Good news!

ALL

No one mourns the Wicked!

Wicked!

Wicked!