You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch - The Hit Nation

You're a mean one Mr Grinch

You really are a heel

You're as cuddly as a cactus

And 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've got garlic in your soul

Mr Grinch

I wouldn't touch you

With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole

You're a vile one Mr Grinch

You have termites in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness

Of a seasick crocodile

Mr Grinch

Given the choice between the two of you

I'd take the seasick crocodile

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 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 apalling dump-heap

Overflowing with the most disgraceful

Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable

Mangled-up in tangled-up knots

You nauseate me Mr Grinch

With a nauseous super naus

You're a crooked jerky jockey

And you drive a crooked hoss

Mr Grinch

You're a three-decker sauerkraut

And toadstool sandwich

With arsenic sauce