The Grinch’s Punk Christmas Band

Yeah, I got tired of stealing Christmas, now I'm here to scream it

instead. I used to creep through Whoville nights, plotting pranks and

petty frights. But something snapped inside my head, so I grabbed a guitar instead.

Spikes on boots and rage to spare. Static crackling in my hair.

Crank the amp till mountains shake. Let the Who folk feel the quake.

No more sneaking, no more stealth, I found a louder kind of self.

Hear my howl from peak to street, green and mean with a pounding

beat. Yeah, I formed a punk band screaming from the slum,