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'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 a choice between the two of
You I'd take the seasick crocodile
You're a foul one, Mr grinch
You'rе a nasty-wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk, mr grinch
The three words that bеst 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 appalling
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 dirty jockey and
You drive a crooked hoss, mr grinch
You're a three decker sauerkraut and
Toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce