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