Oh there are days, when skies are grey
And everything goes wrong
When I start yelling, Go away!
And people say, So long!
When everything`s in disarray
I`m right where I belong
When fun`s away on holiday
This grouch must sing this song
I`m sad, because I`m happy
And I`m happy, `cause I`m mad
And I`m mad, `cause it sounds sappy
To be happy when you`re sad
Yes there are days when skies are grey
And all the world looks yucky
When clouds and rain won`t go away
And the road I`m on turns mucky
My feet splash in the mud, and hey,
My toes get wet and gucky
Yes everything just goes my way
I feel so gosh-darn lucky!
(The Grouch Choir joins in)
I`m sad, because I`m happy
And I`m happy, `cause I`m mad
And I`m mad, `cause it sounds sappy
To be happy when you`re sad
Oscar: Everybody sing!
(sung in grand style)
I`m sad, because I`m happy
And I`m happy, `cause I`m mad
And I`m mad, `cause it sounds sappy
To be happy when you`re sad
(spoken, with music still playing)
Oscar: Ah, I wish every day was like this!
Grungetta: Ah, me too, Oscie!
Oscar: Well, if wishes were garbage trucks, grouches would ride.
Grungetta: So true, so true!
Oscar: Let`s just enjoy the moment. Yeah.