Taxman

Let me tell you how it will be

There’s one for you, nineteen for me

Because I’m the Taxman

Yeah, I’m the Taxman

Should five per cent appear too small

Be thankful I don’t take it all

Because I’m the Taxman

Yeah yeah I’m the Taxman

If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street

If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat

If you get too cold, I’ll tax the heat

If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet

Because I’m the Taxman

Yeah, I’m the Taxman

Don’t ask me what I want it for

Ah Ah! Mister Wilson

If you don’t want to pay some more

Ah Ah! Mister Heath

Because I’m the Taxman

Yeah, I’m the Taxman

Now my advice for those who die

Declare the pennies on your eyes

Because I’m the Taxman

Yeah, I’m the Taxman

And you’re working for noone but me.

The Beatles, 1966.