When you're a poor boy

You ain't no one

The doors don't open

The horse don't run

When you got no money

You're finished and done

But when you're a rich boy

The taxman comes



The sun goes up

The sun goes down

Babies get born

To get laid in the ground

There ain't much time

To have your fun

Nobody laughs

When the taxman comes



There's no place to run

There's no place to hide

If you get too lucky

They'll haul you inside

Pour out a drink

And he'll ask you for some

You dig down deep

When the taxman comes