You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch Lyrics - Aimee Mann

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 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 apalling 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 hoss 

Mr. Grinch! 

You're a three-decker sauerkraut 

And toadstool sandwich 

With arsenic sauce!