No One Mourns The Wicked Lyrics - Singles - 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 Crowd: 

Look! It's Galinda! 

Galinda: 

(spoken) 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!" 

All: 

No 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 

Galinda: 

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 

Galinda (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 

Father: 

But know that you're here in my heart while I'm out of your sight 

Galinda (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 little swallow, little lady 

And follow me down 

Galinda (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: 

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! 

Galinda (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 

Galinda: 

She died alone... 

All: 

Woe to those 

Who spurn what Goodness is 

They are shown 

No one mourns the Wicked 

Galinda: 

Good news! 

Crowd: 

No one mourns the Wicked! 

Galinda: 

Good news! 

All: 

No one mourns the Wicked! 

Wicked! 

Wicked!