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.