Wicked Witch
the voices cry so loud
but look into that crowd
of frightened feeble wind-up dolls
your people loved you well
o the wicked witch is dead
o the wicked witch is dead
dead dead dead
the old church bell will toll
the voices bless you soul
but still the god that you spoke for
has cast you into hell
o the wicked witch is dead
o the wicked witch is dead
dead dead dead
and so this mortal coil
will rage above your soil
but as the prisons fill with the poor
your spirit haunts us still
o the wicked witch is dead
o the wicked witch is dead
dead dead dead
o the wicked witch is dead
o the wicked witch is dead
dead dead dead dead
o ow hoo yeah