Scott Scovill - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch Lyrics

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 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 jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch!

You're a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce

Shame on you Mr. Grinch