You! Wonderful, They'll Call You Wonderful! Elphaba: It does sound wonderful! Wizard: Trust me, it's fun! Both: When you are wonderful, It would Be Wonderful! Wonderful, Wonderful
DILLAMOND (spoken) Oh, Miss Elphaba - The things one hears these days. Dreadful things... (sung) I've heard of an Ox A professor from Quox No longer permitted
the heavens She's so bright Like an arch of light They couldn't dream Of denying her will tonight The righteous will stand And the wicked are banished
you go Yeah.. yo, yo [Eminem] Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have; I've been protested and demonstrated against Picket signs for my wicked
? like Lincoln How can you make moves when you're always strapped under I plan to read the scriptures, tell you more about the thunder I wonder what really
backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered nobody Left em all baseball'd down, brotha Three wicked
? Do the wicked see you? You still breathing? You're making me known Are you breathing, no? Do the wicked see you? You still breathing? [x2] What's up? I wonder
of lanes Among the galleries of meadows A charming outdoor museum The pathless rocky chains And sombre holts in shadows Magnetic visions from a predawn dream Backwoods! Wicked
Preparations are well advanced Velvet palls and sweet jasmine smell For marriage of heaven and hell Vipers shed at once the skin Now wicked clasps forgive
wonder if the time can come, money So I sit alone in life's memory Just outside of the world I know So I stand at peace Watching those wicked creep, yeah Wonder
the wicked will receive Their candy from a handsome man and coffee from a thief She gazes at a hourglass and asks it if it cares And then she wonders
new ordeal The cops harassin', shakin' me down on parole And put a nigga through the whole damn spiel This kid lookin' polished No wonder I got a rap
' You can save it friend, but all these years Face to face, ain't nobody said nuthin' Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways
gonna get us, are you ready? What about your friends? Friends 'til the very end through the freezing, wicked winds, wicked winds. What about your friends
'ma get up in their mental I'ma work 'em out over the instrumental Give 'em a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho Wanna see the wicked? Better know what
a chance don't wanna blow it But unemployed for all the little girls and boys You got to love your mom and daddy And make them wonder why you give them
Said I?ve been ripped into lyrics, I?ve been ripped into words Explained like physics leaving your vision blurred Helping the unrighteous men there is no need to worry Crush the wicked
sagely sailed in to save our posteriors? Whose enthuse for hot air ballooning Has all of Oz honeymooning? Woo - oo -oo Wizn't he wonderful? (Our wonderful
