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'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"!
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,
your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch,
your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
a**ortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
with a nauseous super "naus"!
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
you're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with a***nic sauce!
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'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"!
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,
your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch,
your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
a**ortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
with a nauseous super "naus"!
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
you're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with a***nic sauce!