Mister Grinch
Lyrics by
Dr. Seuss
Music by
Albert Hague
From
How the Grinch Stole Christmas
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch!
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch,
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch!
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch!
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch!
Given a choice between the two of you...
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
You're hearts a dead tomato,
Splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch!
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super "naus",
You're a crooked jerky jockey.
And you drive a crooked 'hoss', Mr. Grinch!
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most
disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable...
Mangled up in tangled up knots!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
You're a nasty wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks,
Your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch,
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk"!
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