on the first part of the journey
i was hanging on for my life
there were gusts and swirls and rocking winds
then i landed in this glen
the worst thing i guess was the witch i had snuffed
she had died...where i plowed
her sis was hot...when she found that i
wore the pair of shoes i'd found

i've been to the wizard's cause his force was his fame
it felt good to set off down the lane
said the wizard...with his temper a-flame
"well, its no use hon, till the witch has been slain"
wah wah...wah...wah wah wah wah...wah wah wah...wah wah

after two days, met a scarecrow, dumb
a brain left out of his head
after three days, met a tin man, numb
not a heart inside...or so its said
then a beast joined the fold, who was timid, not bold
made him sad to think he felt dread

you see
i've been to the wizard's cause his force was his fame
it felt good to set off down the lane
said the wizard...with his temper a-flame
"well, its no use hon, till the witch has been slain"
wah wah...wah...wah wah wah wah...wah wah wah...wah wah

after nine days, we found the source, you see
of the cause of my misery
she had spells, absurd and monkey things
understand...these things had wings
they flew me to her castle, where she jacked me around
but in chase, were the guys i loved
i felt giddy...we outsmarted that clown
heart was booming when she was snuffed

you see
i've been to the wizard's cause his force was his fame
it felt good to set off down the lane
said the wizard...with his temper a-flame
"well, its no use hon, till the witch has been slain"
wah wah...wah...wah wah wah wah...wah wah wah...wah wah