Mr. Grinch — текст песни (Traditional)

You`re a mean one, Mr. GrinchYou 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 foul one, Mr. Grinch,You have termites in your smile,You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch,Given a choice between the two of you I`d take the seasick crocodile!

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,You`re a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!


You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,With a nauseous super naus!,You`re a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgracefulassortment 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!