We Are the Grapes of Wrath 
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: I'm Ma!


Pa: I'm Pa!


Ma: This is our brood.


Pa: We're grumpy and we know it.


Ma: That's Tom and Rosey


Pa: They're both rude!


Ma and Pa: And not afraid to show it!


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


Tom: We bicker by the hour


Rosey: While other grapes are nice and sweet


All: We're really rather sour!


All: As we go driving by


Tom: I may spit in your eye!


Rosey: Or throw a snake in your milkshake
To make you cry.


Pa: '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.


