Grapes: We are the grapes of wrath

We'll never take a bath

It is our style to seldom smile

And never laugh!

We are the grapes of wrath

So stay out of our path

There's no escape from cranky grapes

We are the grapes of wrath.

Ma Grape: I'm Ma!



Pa Grape: I'm Pa!



Ma Grape: This is our brood.



Pa Grape: We're grumpy and we know it.



Ma Grape: That's Tom and Rosey



Pa Grape: They're both rude!



Ma and Pa: And not afraid to show it!



Tom and Rosey Grape: We're not the folks you'd like to meet

We bicker by the hour



Tom Grape: While other grapes are nice and sweet



Rosey Grape: We're really rather sour!



All: As we go driving by



Tom Grape: I may spit in your eye!



Rosey Grape: Or throw a snake in your milkshake

To make you cry.



Pa Grape: 'Cause we're the



All: 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.