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"Hey Mick, I've got an idea."
"Yeah? What is it Keith?"
"Well, those mop topped buggers are getting all psychedelic and..."
"... and what, Keith? Are we supposed to compete with that?"
"Hell fuckin' yeah you big lipped bastard!"
And thus Their Satanic Majesties Request was born.
2000 Light Years from Home is the perfect song. Not kidding.