Feelin'
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In that wee dark engine room,
Where the chill seeps through your soul,
How we huddled round that wee pot stove
That burned oily rags and coal.
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How the winter blizzards blow, and the whaling fleet's at rest,
Tucked in Leigh harbor's sheltered bay, safely anchored ten abreast.
The whalers at their stations, as from shed to shed they go,
Carry little bags of coal with them, and a little iron stove.
CHORUS
The fireman Paddy worked with me on t
Taxman
Let me tell you how it will be
There's one for you nineteen for me
Cause I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Should five percent appear too small
Be thankful I don't take it all
Cause I'm the taxman Yeh!
I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Oh! I'm the taxman
And you're working for no one but me.
If you drive a car I'll tax the street
If you try to see 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
Taxman!
Don't ask me what I want it for
Ha, ha, Mister Clinton
If you don't wanna pay some more
Ha, Ha, Mister Kohl.
So my advice for those who die
Declare the pennies on your eyes
Cause I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Oh! I'm the taxman
And you're working for no one but me.
You say it's your Birthday
We're havin a Birthday