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
Just face the music You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, yes, you are 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
No one's denying 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 you I'd take the seasick crocodile