Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Lord and Master (From "The King and I"), artist - Rita Moreno. Date of issue: 13.02.2022
Song language: English
My Lord and Master (From "The King and I") |
| itizens 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! |
| (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!» |
| 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’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… |
| 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 when I’m out of your sight |
| Galinda (spoken): |
| 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 |
| Galinda (spoken): |
| And of course, from the moment she was born, she was — well — different… |
| It’s coming! |
| Now? |
| The baby’s coming! |
| 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? |
| How can it be? |
| What does it mean? |
| It’s atrocious! |
| It’s obscene! |
| Midwife and Father: |
| Like a froggy, ferny cabbage |
| The baby is unnaturally — |
| GREEN! |
| Father (spoken) |
| Take it away… take it away! |
| Galinda (spoken): |
| 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 |
| 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! |