Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kristin Chenoweth
Vocals
Sean McCourt
Vocals
Cristy Candler
Vocals
Jan Neuberger
Vocals
Stephen Oremus
Conductor
Alex Lacamoire
Piano
Christian Hebel
First Violin
Andrew Barrett
Synthesizer Programming
Andy Jones
Percussion
Ann Labin
Violin
Christopher Fitzgerald
Vocals
Dale Kirkland
Trombone
Daniel Miller
Cello
David Evans
Keyboards
Doug Purviance
Trombone
Gary Seligson
Drums
Greg Skaff
Guitar
Helen Campo
Flute
Jeanne LeBlanc
Cello
John Campo
Bassoon
John Moses
Clarinet
Jon Owens
Trumpet
Katherine Livolsi-Stern
Violin
Kelly Dent
French Horn
Kevin Roy
Viola
Konrad Adderley
Bass Guitar
Laura Sherman
Harp
Maura Giannini
Violin
Paul Loesel
Keyboards
Ric Molina
Guitar
Ronald Carbone
Viola
Suzanne Ornstein
Violin
Theo Primis
French Horn
Tom Hoyt
Trumpet
Tuck Lee
Oboe
Victor Heifets
Violin
Victor Schultz
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Schwartz
Composer
Winnie Holzman
Book
Peter R. Miller
Copyist
William David Brohn
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Spears
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Justin Shturtz
Assistant Engineer
Frank Filipetti
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Schwartz
Producer
Chris Roberts
Executive Producer
Jason Stasium
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
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!
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:
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, Goodness knows
The Wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked cry alone
Nothing grows for the Wicked
They reap only
What they sow
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:
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
And like every family - they had their secrets
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.
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 -
(Screams)
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 cabbage
The 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 land
And Goodness knows
We know what Goodness is
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone
She died alone
Woe to those (Woe to those)
Who spurn what Goodnesses
They are shown
No one mourns the Wicked
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!
Wicked!
Wicked!
Writer(s): Stephen Schwartz
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