Lyrics
Nothing grows for the wicked
They reap only what they've sown
Hmm
No one mourns the wicked
No one cries, "They won't return"
No one lays a lily on the grave
The good man scorns the wicked! (Good man scorns the wicked!)
Through their lives, our children learn
What we miss when we misbehave
And goodness knows the wicked's lives are lonely! (Lonely)
And goodness knows the wicked die alone
(Nothing grows for the wicked) oh
Nothing grows for the wicked
Nothing grows for the wicked
They reap only what they've sown
(Good -)