James Horner – Grinch Schedule (dialogue) Lyrics

Four thirty, Stare into the abyss. Inviting me done there, on such short notice! Four o’clock, Wallow in self pity. Even if I wanted to go my SCHEDULE Wouldn’t allow it! Well if I bump the loathing to to nine I could still be done in time to lay in
bed and stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness…
But what would I wear!! The nerve of those Whos! I can’t cancel that again! Six thirty, dinner with me. Seven o’clock, wrestle with my self-loathing…
I’m booked! Five thirty, Jazz-ercise. Five o’clock, Solve world hunger; Tell no one.