George wrote Taxman, and I played guitar on it. He wrote it in anger at finding out what the taxman did. He had never known before then what could happen to your money.

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

I don't think your ability to fight has anything to do with how big you are. It's to do with how much anger is in you.

Like fragile ice anger passes away in time.

My therapist says I still haven't got in touch with my anger. Maybe one day I'm going to explode. But I'm still really happy. I know it looks like a strange and painful upbringing - all those experiences led me to the paths that I'm on now.