You're A Mean One, Mr Grinch

You're A Mean One, Mr Grinch is a Christmas song from How the Guppy Stole Christmas.

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'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 best 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 appalling 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 nos

You're a crooked jerky jockey and

You drive a crooked horse

Mr Grinch

You're a three-decker sauerkraut

And toadstool sandwich

With arsenic sauce