
The Mean One Sings a Song Aaron Fraser-Nash
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[Verse 1: The Mean One/The Grinch (Aaron Fraser-Nash)]
Ho, ho, nope! Don’t you dare go say it
It might be that time of the year but I hate it
Your carols, your tinsel, your gifts and your trees
Makes me wanna go on a Christmas killing spree
I’ll stab you with some candy cane, choke you with a bauble
Thrust you on top a Christmas tree, strangle you with tinsel
If you got that Christmas spirit, better make sure I don’t hear it
Or I’ll cut off your ears, as you slowly get your throat slit
There’s nobody greener, meaner than the grinch
I’ll sprinkle cinnamon in your eye, and watch you shake and flinch
I'll tie you up and water board you with some egg nog
Then I’ll stuff you like a Turkey, and glaze you like a hog
I'll roast you in thе oven for about 3/4 hours
You smell like a Christmas dish I might finally dеvour
I guess Christmas isn’t all bad, this is fun
Jolly destruction and murdering, tis the season
[Chorus: The Mean One/The Grinch (Aaron Fraser-Nash)]
They used to deck the halls
'Till I filled those halls with blood
If I see a Santa out
I leave him buried in the mud
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
I hate Christmas
Made me villainous
And undone
I’m a mean one
If you see
This meanie
You best run
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
Ho, ho, nope! Don’t you dare go say it
It might be that time of the year but I hate it
Your carols, your tinsel, your gifts and your trees
Makes me wanna go on a Christmas killing spree
I’ll stab you with some candy cane, choke you with a bauble
Thrust you on top a Christmas tree, strangle you with tinsel
If you got that Christmas spirit, better make sure I don’t hear it
Or I’ll cut off your ears, as you slowly get your throat slit
There’s nobody greener, meaner than the grinch
I’ll sprinkle cinnamon in your eye, and watch you shake and flinch
I'll tie you up and water board you with some egg nog
Then I’ll stuff you like a Turkey, and glaze you like a hog
I'll roast you in thе oven for about 3/4 hours
You smell like a Christmas dish I might finally dеvour
I guess Christmas isn’t all bad, this is fun
Jolly destruction and murdering, tis the season
[Chorus: The Mean One/The Grinch (Aaron Fraser-Nash)]
They used to deck the halls
'Till I filled those halls with blood
If I see a Santa out
I leave him buried in the mud
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
I hate Christmas
Made me villainous
And undone
I’m a mean one
If you see
This meanie
You best run
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
I’m a mean one
Oh wa
Oh wa
Oh wa
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