You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch (Glee Cast Version featuring k.d. lang) - Glee Cast

k.d. lang | Will Schuester

All the windows were dark. No one knew he was there.

All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care.

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

All I need is a reindeer!

So he took his dog Max, and he took some black thread,

And he tied a big horn on the top of his head.

Then the Grinch said, "Giddyup!" and the sleigh started down,

To the homes where the Whos lay a-snooze in their town.

"This is stop number one," the old Grinchy Claus hissed

As she climbed to the roof, empty bags in her fist.

Then he slid down the chimney, a rather tight pinch.

But if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch.

Then he slithered and slunked, with a smile most unpleasant,

Around the whole room, and took every present.

Pop-guns! [?]! And cookies! And Drums!

Checkerboards! [?]! Popcorn! And plums!

And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly,

Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney.

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 nauseate me, Mr. Grinch

With a nauseous super-naus

You're a crooked jerky jockey, and you drive a crooked horse

Mr. Grinch, you're a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce