Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch , by - The Hit Nation. Song from the album Christmas Collection, Vol.2, in the genre Release date: 05.09.2011
Record label: OTG
Song language: English
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! |
| 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 «e, |
| «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! |