Raised paw. Cape. Constructivist block print poster. Yes, your cat is evil . It's a cat . But, being a cat, the evil is limited in scope: He pushed my phone right off the edge Watched it fall, then listened to it crash Then he yawned, stretched, and claimed the bed Tail flick, tiny mustache Tiny mustache indeed! (Not a reference to Chaplin or Ron Mael, methinks.) The "ELO vibe"* matches well the cute-but-evil. What cat owner servant hasn't experienced that attitude? * I'm feeling Evil Woman , in particular. I think my cat can understand lyrics, because she just knocked my car key off the counter and batted them under the refrigerator. But as the song progresses, the protagonist becomes less sure the cute part's not a trap . The mood intensifies just after the instrumental break at 2:30: I looked at the paper He was hiding from me "Power plant vents blocked by cat toy," You don't suppose-could it be? Then the mood resolves but the words are more...