James Eugene "Jim" Carrey (born January 17, 1962) is a Canadian-American actor, comedian, and producer. Carrey has received four Golden Globe Award nominations, winning two. Known for his highly energetic, slapstick performances, he has been described as one of the biggest movie stars in Hollywood.
Carrey first gained recognition in 1990 after landing a recurring role in the sketch comedy In Living Color. His first leading roles in major productions came with Ace Ventura: Pet Detective (1994), Dumb and Dumber (1994), The Mask (1994), and Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls (1995). In 1997, he gave a critically acclaimed performance in Liar Liar, which earned him a Golden Globe Award nomination for Best Actor. He then starred in the critically acclaimed hits The Truman Show (1998) and Man on the Moon (1999), both garnering him two Golden Globe Awards for Best Actor.
In 2000, he gained further recognition for his portrayal of the The Grinch in How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Three years later, Carrey starred in the major blockbuster film Bruce Almighty (2003). The following year he starred in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), for which he received another Golden Globe nomination in addition to a BAFTA Award nomination. He then starred in popular productions Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events (2004), Fun with Dick and Jane (2005), Yes Man (2008), A Christmas Carol (2009), and Mr. Popper's Penguins (2011).
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super 'naus'
You're a crooked dirty jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
Prolog
You might recognize this song as performed by Jefferson Airplane
in a little rockimentary called give my shelter
about the Rolling Stones and their nightmare at Altimont.
That night the Oakland Chapter of the Hell's Angeles had their way.
Tonight...It's my turn!
When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you died
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
And don't take no for an answer
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And your mind, your mind, Is the filtred, yeah
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
I'd really like somebody to love
But it's hard to find somebody to love
Your eyes, I say your eyes they look like his
Yeah, but in your head, baby, I'm afraid you don't know where it is
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't don't don't don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
Don't take the green acid,
That's for the base player
Sh D-dow Sh D-dow...
Ha ha ha!
Yeeeaaaahhh!
Tears are running, running down your breast,
And your friends, baby they treat you like a guest, yeah
Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
I would really like somebody to love
But it's hard to find somebody to love
We just had a baby born in the left side of the party,
Ladies and Gentlemen,
We need an ambulance near the scaffolding!
Oh, my little baby,
Hey get off the stage, get off the stage man!
Allright! Unless you have a pass, you are an audience member,
You do not have access to this area.
Wow! That guy just got stabbed,
Do you see that?
I think we're gettin' a little outta hand here
Wow! Who hired the security on this gig, man?
They are a motorcycle gang!
Verse 1 (Male Solo)
They call me Cuban Pete. I'm the king of the rumba beat.
When I play the maracas I go chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky boom
Yessir, I'm Cuban Pete. I'm the craze of my native street.
When I start to dance, everything goes chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky boom
The senoritas they sing and they swing with terampero-
It's very nice, so full of spice.
And when they dance in they bring a happy ring that era keros-
Singin' a song, all the day long.
So if you like the beat, take a lesson from Cuban Pete
And I'll teach you to chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom.
Bridge (Female Solo)
He's really a modest guy, although he's the hottest guy
In Havana, in havana.
Verse 2 (Male Solo)
Si, sinorita I know that you would like to chicky-boom-chick
It's very nice, so full of spice.
I'll place my hand on your hip, and if you will just give me your hand
Then we shall try - just you and I. I-yi-yi!
So if you like the beat, take a lesson from Cuban Pete
And I'll teach you chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom
Shake Your Booty, Daddy, Wow!
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all
together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they
fly.
I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
MAN, you been a naughty boy, and let your face grow
long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob
Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they
run.
I'm crying. I'm crying,
I'm crying. I'm crying.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your Knickers
down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they
snied.
I'm crying.
Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob,
g'goo goo g'joob g'goo...
There, I did it! I've defiled a timeless piece of art!
For my next trick I'll paint a clown face on the Mona
YO VIP's
Lets KICK IT
Alright STOP, while I do up my laces.
This kinda thing happens every show, yo
I gotta learn how to tie a BOW
WHATS YOUR REAL NAME?
Robert Van Winkle
WHY DID YOU CHANGE IT?
Nothin ryhmes with Winkle
I'm White, and im capitalizin, on trend that's currently risin,
Mix it with Curly and Larry and Moe,
WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP, HEY YO
WHEN YOU GONNA STOP?
Maybe never, I become richer with every endevar.
Im livin large and my bank is scooped,
Cause I just listin to real rap and dupe it!!!
White White Baby
He's White white Baby
So very white white baby
Extremely white white baby
I'm a little teapot short and stout
GROOVE VANILLA ICE WORK IT OUT
I told the world I was stabbed in the butt,
But it was a toilet paper cut
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He's white white baby
What is he?... white white baby
he's white what baby
His thing is white white baby,
Hes just a white white baby
Were talking white white baby
Hey guys!!!!!!!!!
Wassup?
Yo Im not stupid, I just dupid
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch,
You really are a heel,
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch.
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch,
Your heart's an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot
pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch,
You're the king of sinful sots,
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch.
You're a three decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super "naus",
You're a crooked dirty jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch.
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of
rubbish imaginable
Mangled up in tangled up knots!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
You're a nasty wasty skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks,
Your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch.
The three words that best describe you are as follows,
and I quote,