You Are a Mean One, Mr. Grinch lyrics

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 have 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 crockodile 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 nauseaus super-naus You're a crooked jerky jockey And you drive a crooked horse, Mr. Grinch You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich With arsenic sauce