Mr. Grouch Lyrics

Wanna know a story?
He is one of us, he is Mr. Grouch

He's out there talking to himself
Smoking hundreds of cigs like no one else, like no one else
He says he cares but he'll never care
He said he used to care but now he doesn't care no more

I wanna be smart like him
I wanna play guitar like he does
He's the god of untalkativity

Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
He's not keen on the scream and shout
Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
Try his mind and you'll soon find out that
He'll outsmart you in a million ways
He's a sweetheart but he'll hate you anyway
Mr. Grouch

He's out there talking to the night
Reciting poems by memory like a pro, like a fuckin' pro
He wants to cry but he'll never cry
He said he used to cry but now he doesn't cry no more

I wanna be smart like him
I wanna play guitar like he does
He's the god of untalkativity

Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
He's not keen on the scream and shout
Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
Try his mind and you'll soon find out that
He'll outsmart you in a million ways
He's a sweetheart but he'll hate you anyway
Mr. Grouch

He was there at the party cats with his cowboy hat hanging with Marilyn Monroe, or was it Michael?
He's always right, he says you're not right
Or you may be right, he doesn't care what's right no more

He's the god of untalkativity

Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
He's not keen on the scream and shout
Mr. Grouch, Mr. Grouch
Try his mind and you'll soon find out that
He'll outsmart you in a million ways
He's a sweetheart but he'll hate you anyway
Mr. Grouch

Be silent, thou accursed wolf