Track 10 of the album Every Glass Held Up · 2018
The Shop Cat Runs the Till
“A marmalade cat in charge of the lottery stand. We wanted a closer that made people smile on their way out.”
classical crossover · choral pop · playful pop · 3:04
Lyrics
Marmalade sits on the counter Tail tucked round the lottery stand Watches every customer closely Like she planned it all, like she planned She knows who's got a pocketful of pennies She knows who's short and who has plenty She'll weave around the tins of beans And purr for anyone with a smile Mind the cat, she's counting change She never charges, but she's strange The shop cat runs the till She's the boss of the whole street The shop cat runs the till And every customer is sweet She blinks once, you pay your due She yawns and you can go The shop cat runs the till And the whole world is in tow The shopkeeper just shakes his head And pours her milk in a saucer by the door She's been here longer than the shelves And she'll be here when there's more The shop cat runs the till She's the boss of the whole street The shop cat runs the till And every customer is sweet She blinks once, you pay your due She yawns and you can go The shop cat runs the till And the whole world is in tow Every shop should have a keeper Soft of paw and sharp of eye Someone to tell you when it's closing And to wave you kindly by The shop cat runs the till She's the boss of the whole street The shop cat runs the till And every customer is sweet She blinks once, you pay your due She yawns and you can go The shop cat runs the till And the whole world is in tow Marmalade, Marmalade Queen of the corner shop Marmalade, Marmalade Never let the bell stop