He sits in seclusion Will take no intrusion into his world They all bow their faces From men in high places to the office girl. He's Sir Maximus Mouse And he lives in a house bought with pieces of paper If a deal's up for grabs Or there's cash to be had he's the taker. He's facing a crisis A drop in cheese prices force him to sell Playing with other lives He makes sure that he survives, they can go to hell. He's Sir Maximus Mouse And he lives in a house that he bought from the Devil If they question his shares Then his books will show they're on the level. With luxury living His charity giving is a clever scheme Enormous donations Help public relations foster the dream. He's Sir Maximus Mouse And he lives in a house that could pass for a palace Like a fortress in which Like a demon or witch he can vanish!