Original London Cast of Cats - Macavity: The Mystery Cat lyrics
[Original London Cast of Cats - Macavity: The Mystery Cat lyrics]
Macavity's a mystery cat: He's
Called the Hidden Paw
For he's a master criminal who
Can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard
The Flying Squad's despair
And when you reach the scene
Of crime Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
He's broken every human law
He breaks the law of gravity
His powers of levitation would
Make a fakir stare
And when you reach the scene
Of crime Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in a basement
You may look up in the air
But I tell you once, and once again
Macavity's not there!
Macavity's a ginger cat
He's very tall and thin
You would know him if you saw him
For his eyes are sunken in
His brow is deeply lined in thought
His head is highly domed
His coat is dusty from neglect
His whiskers are uncombed
He sways his head from side to
Side with movements like a snake
And when you think he's half
Asleep he's always wide awake!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
For he's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered
Then Macavity's not there!
He's outwardly respectable
I know he cheats at cards
And his footprints are not found in
Any files of Scotland Yard's
And when the larder's looted
Or the jewel case is rifled
Or when the milk is missing
Or another Peke's been stifled!
Or the greenhouse glass is broken
And the trellis past repair
There's the wonder of the thing
Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
There never was a cat of
Such deceitfulness and suavity
He always has an alibi
And one or two to spare
What ever time the deed took place
Macavity wasn't there!
And they say that all the cats
Whose wicked deeds are widely known
I might mention Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer
Griddlebone
Are nothing more than agents for the
Cat who all the time
Just controls the operations: the
Napoleon of Crime!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
He's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered then Macavity
Macavity macavity!
Macavity when a crime's discovered then
Macavity's not there
Called the Hidden Paw
For he's a master criminal who
Can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard
The Flying Squad's despair
And when you reach the scene
Of crime Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
He's broken every human law
He breaks the law of gravity
His powers of levitation would
Make a fakir stare
And when you reach the scene
Of crime Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in a basement
You may look up in the air
But I tell you once, and once again
Macavity's not there!
Macavity's a ginger cat
He's very tall and thin
You would know him if you saw him
For his eyes are sunken in
His brow is deeply lined in thought
His head is highly domed
His coat is dusty from neglect
His whiskers are uncombed
He sways his head from side to
Side with movements like a snake
And when you think he's half
Asleep he's always wide awake!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
For he's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered
Then Macavity's not there!
He's outwardly respectable
I know he cheats at cards
And his footprints are not found in
Any files of Scotland Yard's
And when the larder's looted
Or the jewel case is rifled
Or when the milk is missing
Or another Peke's been stifled!
Or the greenhouse glass is broken
And the trellis past repair
There's the wonder of the thing
Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
There never was a cat of
Such deceitfulness and suavity
He always has an alibi
And one or two to spare
What ever time the deed took place
Macavity wasn't there!
And they say that all the cats
Whose wicked deeds are widely known
I might mention Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer
Griddlebone
Are nothing more than agents for the
Cat who all the time
Just controls the operations: the
Napoleon of Crime!
Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
He's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered then Macavity
Macavity macavity!
Macavity when a crime's discovered then
Macavity's not there