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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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The Mission

The Girl In A Furskin Rug

 

The Girl In A Furskin Rug

(album: The Brightest Light - 2013)


It's time of martyrs and assassins
Demonstration reigns everywhere
Crowds of people young are amassing
There's a revolution in the air
Anarchy and fighting on the city streets
A new voice is shouting loud in the searing heat

It's time of prophets with protest songs
Trying to make it right their fathers wrongs
Rail against the picks of the grey haired guard
Fight against the bullies of the old school yard
Fists raining hard
Playground thugs we all love the girl in a furskin rug

It's time of butterflies on the wheel
Take a magic trip and they throw 'em in jail
And sergeant pilcher he's going down
What a clown
Planting drugs on the girl in a furskin rug

I wasn't there
Just too young for that
But I've watched the film and read the book
And though I swear it's the same old hat
Nostalgia sells and we love the look of the girl in a furskin rug

The dream is over long time gone
The old brigade just carries on
It was all a con
But I'd still love to hug the girl in a furskin rug

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