Glinda, is it true you were her friend?
Yes
I-I mean, I did know her
That is, our paths did cross
At school
O hallowed halls and vine-draped walls
The proudliest sight there is (Sight there is)
When grey and sere our hair hath turned
We shall still revere the lessons learned
In our days at dear old Shiz (Dear old Shiz)
Our days at dear old
Old
Shiz (Dear old Shiz)