Macavity The Mystery Cat

Macavity Macavity's a Mystery cat He's called the Hiddenpaw For he's the 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 they 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 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 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's not there And they say that all the cats whose wicked deeds are widely known I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddle bone 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