You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick Ho, ho, ho! You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus And as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel Just face the music, you're a monster, Mr. Grinch, yes, you are 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 know if you ask the Who's Who of Whoville No one's denying 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 you I'd take the seasick crocodile