He woke up in a sweat. With a fading dream. But one picture still stood clear. And he wasn't sure if he could see it any other way. They're like a tiny dot.
No more. Going for the more familiar. No more. The nervous anxious grin. No more turning away from the peculiar. No more. Afraid of letting anyone in.
Don't be fooled by what you see. I'm just an ordinary man. So many years I've sacrificed my needs. So give the gentleman a hand. I can make you look the other way.
What have you got for me this time. Can you make it sparkle. Can you make it shine. Have you got anything brighter. Something like that but a little bit tighter.
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.
Let me tell you how it will be. There's one for you, nineteen for me. 'Cause I'm the taxman. Yeah, I'm the taxman. . Should five percent appear too small.