 You've got to start off each day with a song. I'm leaving, do you understand? Even when things go wrong. Do you hear me? I'm leaving. You feel better. You even look better. I'm going and I'm not coming back. Do you hear me? I'm going. I'm going. That was John L. Lewis quietly walking out of the AFL. Look out, John. Ouch. Poor Johnny got his eyebrows caught in the door.