You're a bastard   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 junkie   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 wanna touch you, with a   thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole      You're a screwup   Mr. Grinch   you're a nasty, wasty skunk   Your heart is full of unwashed socks   your soul is full of gunk   Mr. Grinch      There's three words that best describe you and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."      [Vocal outro]      Ha ha ha...