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.