You're a bastard
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 junkie
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 wanna touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole
You're a screwup
Mr. Grinch
you're a nasty, wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
your soul is full of gunk
Mr. Grinch
There's three words that best describe you and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."
[Vocal outro]
Ha ha ha...