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.