You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

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

Just face the music, 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've got termites in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch

Well, given a choice between the two of you, I would take the seasick crocodile, yeah

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch

You're a nasty-wasty skunk

Your heart is full of unwashed socks, and your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch

The three best words I would use to describe you are as follows, and I quote

Stink, stank, stunk, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah

Mr. Grinch

Stink, stank, stunk, yeah