You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one

Mister 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 pill

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 vile one

Mister grinch

You have termites in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness

Of a seasick crocodile

Mister grinch

And the choice between the two of you

I take the seasick crocodile

You're a foul one

Mister grinch

You're a nasty wasty skunk

Your heart is full of unwashed socks

Your soul is full of gun

Mister grinch

The three best words that describe you are as follows

Stink stank stunk

You're a rotter

Mr grinch

You're the king of sinful sots

Your heart's a dead tomatoes flot

With moldy purple spots

Mister grinch

Your soul is an appalling dumb peep

Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment

Of deplorable

Rubbish imaginable

Tangled up knots

You nauseate me

Mister grinch

With a gnassy super noss

You're a crooked jerky jockey

And you drive a crooked horse

Mister grinch

You're a three decker sour crowd

And old school sandwich with awesome exhaust