Dear Old Shiz

Glinda! Is it true you were her friend?

Well, it depends what you mean by "friend."

I did know her

That is, our paths did cross. At school

O hallowed halls and vine-draped walls

The proudliest 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—

Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Old

Shiz-zzzz (Dear old Shiz-zzzz)