Wonderful
Wicked Lyrics

I never asked for this or planned it in advance
I never intended to be in this position, it just happened.

I was merely blown here by the winds of chance
I arrived here by chance.

I never saw myself as a Solomon or Socrates
I never thought I was particularly wise or special.

I knew who I was: one of your dime a dozen mediocrities
I was an average person.

Then, suddenly I'm here: respected—worshiped, even
Suddenly people respect and worship me.

Just because the folks in Oz needed someone to believe in
The people of Oz needed someone to look up to.

Does it surprise you I got hooked, and all too soon?
Is it surprising that I got caught up in it all quickly?

What can I say? I got carried away, and not just by balloon...
I became too involved and couldn't control myself.

"Wonderful," they called me, "Wonderful!"
They called me wonderful.

So I said, "Wonderful—if you insist
I agreed to be wonderful.

I will be wonderful," and they said, "Wonderful!"
And they agreed that I was wonderful.

Believe me, it's hard to resist
It's difficult to say no to people saying you're wonderful.

'Cause it feels wonderful, they think I'm wonderful
It feels good to be called wonderful and for people to believe it.

Hey, look who's wonderful: this corn-fed hick
Look at me, an average person, being called wonderful.

Who said, "It might be keen
I had an idea.

To build a town of green
To create a town that's green.

And a wonderful road of yellow brick!"
And a road made of yellow brick.

See, I never had a family of my own. So, I guess I just—wanted to give the citizens of Oz everything.
I wanted to give the people of Oz all I could, as I never had a family of my own.

So you lied to them.
Elphaba accuses him of lying.

Elphaba, where I'm from, we believe all sorts of things that aren't true. We call it—"history."
The Wizard defends his actions by saying that in his hometown, they believe things that aren't true and call it history.

A man's called a traitor-or liberator
A person can be labeled as a traitor or liberator.

A rich man's a thief-or philanthropist
A wealthy person can be labeled as a thief or a philanthropist.

Is one a crusader-or ruthless invader?
Is someone a crusader or a ruthless invader depends on the label attached to them.

It's all in which label is able to persist
The label that sticks determines how someone is viewed.

There are precious few at ease
Few people are comfortable with moral ambiguities.

With moral ambiguities
People struggle with the gray areas of morality.

So we act as though they don't exist
People tend to ignore these gray areas.

They call me, "Wonderful," so I am wonderful
The more people call me wonderful, the more it becomes my identity.

In fact, it's so much who I am, it's part of my name
Being wonderful is so ingrained in my identity that it's like it's part of my name.

And with my help, you can be the same
I can help others become as wonderful as me.

At long, long last receive your due long overdue
Finally, you'll get the respect you've always deserved.

Elphaba, the most celebrated are the rehabilitated
Elphaba, people tend to embrace those who have redeemed themselves.

There'll be such a whoop-de-doo
There will be a grand celebration.

A celebration throughout Oz that's all to do with you
The celebration will be all about you.

Wonderful, they'll call you wonderful
People will call you wonderful.

It does sound wonderful
Elphaba agrees that it sounds wonderful.

Trust me, it's fun
The Wizard assures her that being wonderful is fun.

When you are wonderful, it would be wonderful
Being wonderful would be wonderful.

One, two, and...
The song ends.