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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 Right Permits

 

The Right Permits

(album: Big Delusion Factory - 2016)


Every house on the block got sold to the city
It's sad, but some offers you just can't refuse
Mortar and brick once towering tall
When a city is changing, you can't have it all

Now the building's a bike shop where we went to high school
The house where my mother lived is a restaurant
The old public housing holds gallery art walks
The tourists ask where the wine tasting is

And all the pneumatic drills and old bribes in the paper
Machinery thrashing and blowing off steam
Big business and councilmen laughing about it
If you've got the permits, you can do what you please

Now the bulldozers tumble out over the rocks
And the mold in the clapboard is making me sick
Some worker in denim keeps calling me Linda
I sign all his papers, but that's not my name

I pocket his money and then walk away

done

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