Lyrics:

We are the grapes of wrath
We'll never take a bath
It is our style to seldom smile
And never laugh!
We are the grapes of wrath
So stay out of our path
There's no escape from cranky grapes
We are the grapes of wrath

I'm Ma!

I'm Pa!

This is our brood

We're grumpy and we know it

That's Tom and Rosey

They're both rude!

And not afraid to show it!

We're not the folks you'd like to meet
We bicker by the hour

While other grapes are nice and sweet

We're really rather sour!

As we go driving by

I may spit in your eye!

Or throw a snake in your milkshake
To make you cry

Cause we're the

Grapes of wrath
So stay out of our path
There's no escape from cranky grapes
We are the grapes of wrath
There's no escape from cranky grapes
We are the grapes of wrath