Текст песни Electric Six — 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 foul 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 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 rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots!

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super "naus!"
You're a crooked dirty jockey,
And you drive a crooked horse, Mr. Grinch.

You're a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce!