Letras:Six Pence None The Richer. 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, 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, um, seasick crocodile

You're a rotten, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy, purple spots, Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut sandwich and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey, and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump-heap, overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled-up knots

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"