♫I Think My Cat Is Evil♫

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 certain:

He's training mice as minions
To enact his fiendish will

A choir of the mice, perhaps? I don't know; I don't speak mouse. But that's surely not good.

I can only hope that when the world is his
He still needs me to open cans (meow!)

I'm not sure it's intended but that could be an AI takeover allegory.