You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
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"You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" is a Christmas song originally done for the 1966 animated feature How the Grinch Stole Christmas. The lyrics were written by Dr. Seuss, the music was written by Albert Hague, and the lyrics were performed by Thurl Ravenscroft. Since then, it has been remade by several other artists:
- Thurl Ravenscroft, the original
- Jim Carrey, for the 2000 live action version of the film
- Gary Hoey, guitar instrumental
- Sixpence None the Richer
- Rockapella, acappella
- Marty Gold Children's Chorus
- Whirling Dervishes, titled just "Grinch", on the Grinch EP
- Mojo Nixon & Toadliquors, titled "Mr. Grinch," on the Horny Holidays album
- Deanna Kirk, on the album Where Are You Now
- Bus Stop, titled "Grinch," on the album Miracle Time!
- Blue Meanies, titled "Hey Mr. Grinch," on the A Very Punk Christmas compilation
- Brian Setzer Orchestra, from the Dig That Crazy Christmas album
- Go Fish, titled "The Grinch Song" from the More Than a Story album
- (which also contains silence and then a hidden track after the song)
- Dweezil Zappa
- Bob Malone
- Crash Test Dummies
- The Asylum Street Spankers
- RuPaul, on the album Ho, Ho, Ho
- Aimee Mann, on the album One More Drifter in the Snow
- Ron Thal, as a part of his solo live in a Guns N' Roses concert before Christmas.
[edit] Song 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 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 apalling 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 naus!
You're a crooked jerky jockey,
And you drive a crooked hoss,
Mr. Grinch!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!
