Lyrics
The Taxman In Song
The legend of the taxman, a mythological figure of intrigue and fear, has been immortalised in song on many an occasion. In recognition of this, we, here at the satirical online newspaper which owes its name to such rate-collecting heritage, would like to honour the musical greats who have waxed lyrical about the taxman and his dealings. We salute you, song-writers!
The Taxman
Let me tell you how it will be
There's one for you, 19 for me
'Cause I'm the taxman
Yeah, I'm the taxman
Should five percent appear too small
Be thankful I don't take it all
'Cause I'm the taxman
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
'Cause I'm the taxman
Yeah, I'm the taxman
Don't ask me what I want it for
If you don't want to pay some more
'Cause I'm the taxman
Yeah, I'm the taxman
Now my advice for those who die
Declare the pennies on your eyes
'Cause I'm the taxman
Yeah, I'm the taxman
And you're working for no one but me
Taxman
I pay my gardener
To clean up my garden
I pay my doctor
To check out da other ting
I pay my lawyer
To fight for my rights
And I pay my bodyguard
To guard my body
There's only one man I pay
But I don't know what I'm paying for
I'm talking about the taxman
What have you done for me lately
Mr taxman?
You take from the rich
Take from the poor
You even take from me
Can't understand it now
I pay for the police
To err... I don't know why
'Cause if my dollar was good enough
There wouldn't be so much crime
In the streets
They tell me you're a fat man
And you always take and
Never give
What have you done for me lately
Mr taxman?
Ain't Gonna Pay My Taxes
I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy myself a gun
Nah I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy myself a gun
I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy a gun instead
And when the taxman comes a'knockin
Gonna shoot the bastard dead
They ain't gonna pay for healthcare
Gonna spend it all on guns
They ain't gonna pay for schooling
Gonna bomb Afghanistan
They say they ain't got money
To feed and home the poor
While Baghdad lies in pieces
Blurry eyed in shock and awe
So I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy myself a gun
Nah I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy myself a gun
Gonna build myself an army
Of the disaffected ones
Gonna build myself an army
Of the disillusioned sons
Gonna build myself an army
Of the disaffected
Gonna build myself an army
Of one
Nah I ain't gonna pay my taxes
Gonna buy myself a gun
