Macavity 歌詞
Macavity - Lisa Stokke
Written by：T.S. Eliot/Andrew Lloyd Webber
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
For when they 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 the 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 with 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 cases 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
Whatever 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
Run teeth at 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's not there