Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Difficulty: Intermediate You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch Author: Dr. Seuss Intro: Am Dm Am Dm Am Dm E Verse 1: Am Dm G G You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch Am D E E You really are a heel Am Dm You're as cuddly as a cactus G C You're as charming as an eel Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch
N.C. You're a bad banana N.C. Am Dm Am Dm Am Dm E E With a greasy black peel Verse 2: Am Dm G G You're a monster, Mr. Grinch Am D E E Your heart's an empty hole Am Dm Your brain is full of spiders G C You've got garlic in your soul Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch N.C. I wouldn't touch you, with a N.C. Am Dm Am Dm Thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole Verse 3: Am Dm G G You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch Am D E E You're a nasty, wasty skunk Am Dm Your heart is full of unwashed socks G C Your soul is full of gunk Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch N.C. The three words that best describe you are as follows, N.C. Dm E Am and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk." Verse 4: Am Dm G G You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch Am D E E You have termites in your smile Am Dm You have all the tender sweetness G C Of a seasick crocodile Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch N.C. Given the choice between the two of you N.C. Am Dm Am Dm Am Dm E E I'd take the seasick crockodile Verse 5: Am Dm G G You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch Am D E E You're the king of sinful sots Am Dm Your heart's a dead tomato splot G C With moldy purple spots Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch N.C. Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing N.C. With the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, N.C. E Dm E Am Dm Am Dm Am Dm E E Mangled up in tangled up knots Verse 6: Am Dm G G You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch Am D E E With a nauseaus super-naus Am Dm You're a crooked jerky jockey G C And you drive a crooked horse Am D E Mr. Gri-i-inch N.C. You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich, N.C. Am Dm Am Dm Am E Am With arsenic sauce