Scrooge Songtext

is the one, that we call scrooge.

unkind as any, and the wrath of many.
this is ebenezer scrooge.

Oh there goes Mr Humbug,
There goes Mr grim,
if they gave a prize for being mean,
the winner would him,

Old scroogey loves his money,
coz he thinks it gives him power,

if he became a flavour you could bet he would be sour,
{even the vegetables don't like him]

There goes Mr skin flint,
there goes Mr greed,
the undisputed master of,
the underhanded deed
he charges folks a fortune ,
for his dark and drafty houses,
us poor folk live in misery,

its even worse for mouses,
[please sir i want some cheese]

he must be so lonely,
he must be so sad,
he goes to extremes to convince us hes bad,
hes really a victim of fear and of pride,
look close and there must be a sweet man inside,

[Naaah]

There goes Mr outrage,
there goes Mr sneer,
he has no time for friends or fun,
his anger makes that clear,
don't ask him for a favour,
coz his nastiness increases,

no crust of bread for those in need,
[no cheeses for us mices]

There goes Mr heartless,
there goes Mr cruel,
he never gives, he only takes,
he lets his hunger rule,

if being mean's a way of life,
you practice and rehearse,

then all that work is paying off,
coz scrooge is getting worse!

everyday in everyway ,
scrooge is getting worse!

HUMBUG!