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In 1964 Something Totally Unexpected Happened. I Got A Job I Enjoyed.

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I'll Only Retire In The Day I Should Be Dead And They Have Me Buried, And Some Idiot Spell Over My Casket Some Stupid Gospel Stuff.

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