We Are the Grapes of Wrath

We are the grapes of wrath

We'll never take a bath

It is our style to seldom smile

And never laughWe are the grapes of wrath

So stay out of our path

There's no escape from cranky grapes

We are the grapes of wrathI'm Ma, I'm Pa, this is our brood

We're grumpy and we know it

That's Tom and Rosey

They're both rude and not afraid to show itWe're not the folks you'd like to meet

We bicker by the hour

While other grapes are nice and sweet

We're really rather sourAs we go driving by

I may spit in your eye

Or throw a snake in your milkshake

To make you cry'Cause we're the grapes of wrath

So stay out of our path

There's no escape from cranky grapes

We are the grapes of wrath

There's no escape from cranky grapes

We are the grapes of wrath

Songwriters

Phillip Vischer;Kurt Henry HeineckePublished by

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