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Jan. 16th, 2012
Figure this is Alice Day--it should have been a while ago, but I was sick (sniffle.)
Villain's Cat: A Job Application
lyrics and melody by Catherine Faber 2012
a capella mp3 here
I've got the eerie grace, and the emerald stare;
I've got the hidden knives, the glossy sable hair,
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat
Cogitation makes me certain that;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the rare roast beef, not the contemptible crumbs.
I want devoted servants with opposable thumbs.
I want the patronage that will provide me that.
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the formal pond with the endangered fish,
I want the heavy cream from a crystal dish,
I want the luxury that is my habitat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat.
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat,
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
The little problem here has not escaped my eye:
The villains end up dead when Mr. Bond comes by,
But when the chips are down, I am an acrobat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
This one was suggested by Beth, for her cat Cordelia. Cordy is a beautiful cat with a lovely plush glossy coat. Unfortunately she doesn't actually like being petted, despite being so eminently pettable. This sometimes leaves her in a bad mood. Poor kitty.
Also this is probably the first song I've done that attempted a bridge, and I'm not at all certain that I've got it right. If you know about bridges, let me know what you think on that.
Villain's Cat: A Job Application
lyrics and melody by Catherine Faber 2012
a capella mp3 here
I've got the eerie grace, and the emerald stare;
I've got the hidden knives, the glossy sable hair,
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat
Cogitation makes me certain that;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the rare roast beef, not the contemptible crumbs.
I want devoted servants with opposable thumbs.
I want the patronage that will provide me that.
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the formal pond with the endangered fish,
I want the heavy cream from a crystal dish,
I want the luxury that is my habitat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat.
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat,
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
The little problem here has not escaped my eye:
The villains end up dead when Mr. Bond comes by,
But when the chips are down, I am an acrobat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
This one was suggested by Beth, for her cat Cordelia. Cordy is a beautiful cat with a lovely plush glossy coat. Unfortunately she doesn't actually like being petted, despite being so eminently pettable. This sometimes leaves her in a bad mood. Poor kitty.
Also this is probably the first song I've done that attempted a bridge, and I'm not at all certain that I've got it right. If you know about bridges, let me know what you think on that.