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.