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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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Shovels & Rope

Shank Hill St.

 

Shank Hill St.

(album: O' Be Joyful - 2012)


We're buzzing like a locust, vibrating right out of my skin
Pounding on the butcher's wall, somebody come and let me in

There's a black haired woman carrying a rolling pin
But your man's got a secret but she knows where he been

And it'll be a long time before the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again

You see early in the morning before the warm wind of the dawn
She saw a thin man and a shadow make their way across the lawn
There was a rustle, was a razor, and the whisper of a prayer
And the rhythm of the mallet like a heartbeat in the air

And it'll be a long time before the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again

With a handshake like a hammer and a suicide grin
that wooden door creaked open and the butcher man let me in, just like that he let me in
But I wasted not a minute, I was on him like a whip
And for one last minute he'd feel that hot red drip

And it'll be a long time before the sun shines on Shank Hill Street again

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