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Every Friday, over the PA, a teacher or who ever, plays some songs. I was just walking into 1st Period (Algebra) and I heard a guitar solo. I thought "Fuck, this sounds familiar" and then it hit me. They were playing White Light/White Heat from Live At Max's Kansas City. That totally made my day!
The school better redeem itself for playing "Free Bird" last Friday.
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There is a Hand to turn the time,
Though thy Glass today be run,
Till the Light hath brought the Towers low
Find the last poor Preterite one . . .
Till the Riders sleep by ev'ry road,
All through our crippl'd Zone,
With a face in ev'ry Mountainside
And a Soul in ev'ry stone
Now Everybody -
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