Some folks are born silver spoon in hand. Lord, don't they help themselves, no. But when the taxman comes to the door. Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah.
—from Fortunate Son, a song by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Active since January 1, 1970.
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