How Felonius Gru And The Grinch Are The Same And Different
We used to be alone
Well we have a dog named Max and and endless supply of minions
To command around while we do little to nothing else
With to much time on our hands
With simply nothing decent to do
Oh I know how about trying to steal the moon or the spirit of christmas
Year after year it's the same old thing
Turning us into nothing but a cold hearted person
Making everyone think we don't have a heart
It's so small that you'd have to use a microscope to see it anyways
And if you did it probably wasn't good anyways
We thought it was great being evil as we continued to bask in its light
That we'd strike fear into everyone we know
But the three girls one bigger than the other and another being Cindy Who
Crossed our paths and changed our lives forever