You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch was a special Christmas song written by Dr. Seuss and composed for the cartoon – How the Grinch Stole Christmas! The music was composed by Albert Hague and the song performed by Thurl Ravenscroft. Seuss wrote the lyrics about the Grinch – a character he created who is mean, has no manners and has the diabolical scheme to try to take away Christmas. This song illustrates the lengths the Grinch will go to, in order to destroy Christmas.
Ravenscroft wasn’t mentioned in the original credits of this special, and because of that, people have mistakenly believed that Boris Karloff was the original singer, however that myth is unfounded. Dr. Seuss was upset at this oversight and wrote letters to be published in newspapers country wide to make sure that Ravenscroft received full credit.
Ravenscroft has created to versions of this song, one for the How the Grinch Stole Christmas Special and the other for the soundtrack. The version for the sountrack is more complex and longer than the version created for the special.
Everyone knows this song, from watching the How the Grinch Stole Christmas Special. It is a catchy and whimsical song that was written by Dr. Seuss himself to accompany the story which he wrote. Although this song is not something you would typically play while sitting around the fire with your family, it is still a welcome addition to the Christmas season, and may even make you think about the true meaning of Christmas.
Written by Dr. Seuss
Music by Albert Hague
Performed by Thurl Ravenscroft
You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch
You’re a mean one, Mister Grinch
You really are a heel,
You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Mister Grinch,
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You’re a monster, Mister Grinch,
Your heart’s an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders, you’ve got garlic in your soul, Mister Grinch,
I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You’re a vile one, Mister Grinch,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mister Grinch,
Given a choice between the two of you I’d take the … seasick crocodile!
You nauseate me, Mister Grinch,
With a nauseous super “naus”,
You’re a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mister Grinch,
You’re a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich, with arsenic sauce!
You’re a foul one, Mister Grinch,
You’re a nasty wasty skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mister Grinch,
The three words that describe you are as follows, and I quote, “Stink, Stank, Stunk!”
You’re a rotter, Mister Grinch,
You’re the king of sinful sots,
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mister Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!