Cheryl told a funny story about how when you are young and in your twenties, there are lots of things to write about. Just about anything that makes you upset is fodder for a new song. However, many of the same things that sound fine when written by a twenty-something starts to sound whinny as the songwriter gets older.
The problem with this is that the older you get, the less you have to write about. So, since angst isn't appropriate anymore, Cheryl had to look elsewhere for inspiration. Well, there were lots of cats in her house, so for a while it appeared that the main inspiration were the cats. Penrod, in particular, who has three songs written about him. He got a song about his 15th birthday, this one, and a song about how the world revolves around Penrod.
Apparently, the running joke in Cheryl's house was how Penrod was an accountant and kept billing them for whatever they used. This song is a fantasy about how Penrod spends his day. It was originally called "My Cat Accountant", but then was shortened "Cat Accountant" when her album Pointing at the Sun came out.
- Cat Accountant
- Words And Music By
- Cheryl Wheeler
- My cat accountant taps his furry head
- His visor's green and all my numbers are red
- His little lamp is burning all the time
- and what is his used to be mine
- His calculating is so round about
- Einstein and Hawking couldn't figure it out
- Bill Gates and Midas wouldn't make a dime
- with my CPA feline
- If you saw him on the street you'd never guess
- What those pencils in his pocket sleeve are for
- He may look soft and sweet but now hear this
- He's a ruthless little cat entrepreneur
- Bottom line and business to the core
- He zips through my room in his racing car
- He dips his beetles into caviar
- He has his snowboards jetted in from France
- And he busts a sag in Baggy black leather pants
- If you're staying in a really nice hotel
- And a white cat takes the table next to you
- You will find his dining charges on your bill
- With his room and tax and transportation too
- And there will not be a thing that you can do
- He is a tiger at the driving range
- He keeps a locker at the stock exchange
- Even his cell phone has a diamond ring
- and all day long I hear it sing
- Ca-ching ca-ching
- Ca-ching ca-ching
- Ca-ching ca-ching ca-ching
- (P) November 30, 2002
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