Scrooge Lyrics - Muppets

When a cold wind blows it chills you 

Chills you to the bone 

But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart 

Like years of being alone 

It paints you with indifference 

Like a lady paints with rouge 

And the worst of the worst 

The most hated and cursed 

Is the one that we call Scrooge (yeah) 

Unkind as any 

And the wrath of many 

This is that Ebenezer Scrooge 

Oh, there goes Mr. Humbug 

There goes Mr. Grim 

If they gave a prize for bein' mean the winner would be him 

Oh, Scroogey loves his money 'cause he thinks it gives him power 

If he became a flavor you can bet he would be sour 

("Yucka", "Even the vegetables don't like him!") 

There goes Mr. Skin flint 

There goes Mr. Greed 

The undisputed master of the underhanded deed 

He charges folks a fortune for his dark and drafty houses 

Us small folk live in misery 

It's even worse for mouses 

("Please, sir, I want some cheese.") 

He must be so lonely 

He must be so sad 

He goes to extremes to convince us he's bad 

He's really a victim of fear and of pride 

Look close and there must be a sweet man inside 

Naaaah! Uh Uh 

There goes Mr. Outrage 

There goes Mr. Sneer 

He has no time for friends or fun 

His anger makes that clear 

Don't ask him for a favor 'cause his nastiness increases 

No crust of bread for those in need 

No cheeses for us meeses 

There goes Mr. Heartless 

There goes Mr. Cruel 

He never gives, he only takes 

He lets this hunger rule 

If bein' mean's a way of life 

He'll practice and rehearse 

And all that work is paying off 

'Cause Scrooge is getting worse 

Every day, in every way, Scrooge is getting worse