Once there was a wicked witchIn the lovely land of ozAnd a wickeder, wickeder,Wickeder witch that never, ever wasShe filled the folks in munchkin landWith terror and with dreadTill one fine day from kansasA house fell on her headAnd the coroner pronounced her: deadAnd through the town the joyous news went runningThe joyous news that the wicked old witchWas finally done inDing-dong! the witch is dead!
HaroldWhich old witch?
BarbraThe wicked witchDing-dong! the wicked witch is dead!Wake up you sleepy head
HaroldRub your eyes
BarbraGet out of that bedWake up! the wicked old witch is dead!
BothShe's gone where the goblins goBelow, below, below - yo-ho!Let's open up and sing
BarbraAnd ring those bells out...
HaroldSing the news out!
BarbraDing-dong! the merry-oSing it high and sing it lowLet them know the wicked old witch is dead
HaroldWhy everyone's gladShe took such a crownin'
BarbraBein' hit by a houseIs even worse than drownin'
BothLet ¡®em know the wicked old witch is dead!!!