A Song for the Season

Spring? Heavens, no. I’m talking something much more sinister — a plan hatched in the deep dark recesses of government bureaucracy: tax season. Yesterday I was talking with my good friends James and Bria about all the taxes we have to pay. It really adds up. Of course, sometimes we get a bit back when we file our taxes; other times we dutifully gather up our miscellaneous receipts and forms, sharpen our pencils, put on a pot of coffee, and burn the midnight oil, only to discover that we have to pay the government even more money. If you find yourself among the latter group this tax season, and I do hope you don’t, this song is for you. The Beatles’ Taxman was the opening track on 1966’s Revolver (which I highly recommend, by the way). It will, I suspect, sum up your feelings quite well.
There’s one for you, nineteen 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!

 

Let me tell you how it will be

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