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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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That Handsome Devil

Bullet Math

 

Bullet Math

(album: Enlightenment's For Suckers - 2009)


Ugh

Nine little bullets sitting in the clip
The gun goes click, the gun goes click
Seven little bullets sitting in the clip
And one won't miss, the gun goes click

The TV act like they know me
Sorry homie, you don't know me
The newspapers act like they know me
Sorry homie, you don't know me

It's all right, I'll be fine
Just hold my hand while I die

It's written all over your face
In bruises and scrapes, in bruises and scrapes
It's written all over my face
In bruises and scrapes, in bruises and scrapes

Six little bullets sitting in the clip
The gun goes click, the gun goes click
Four little bullets sitting in the clip
And one won't miss, the gun goes click

The magazines act like they know me
Sorry, homie, you don't know me
The press always act like they know me
Sorry, homie, you don't know me

It's all right, you'll be fine
Just hold my hand while we die

(Bob, what do you got up there?)

It's all right, I'll be fine
Just hold my hand while I die

Three little bullets sitting in the clip
The gun goes click, the gun goes click
One little bullet sitting in the clip
And I ain't gonna miss, the gun goes click

The TV act like they know me
Sorry homie, you don't know me
And everybody act like they know me
Sorry homie, you don't know me

It's all right, you'll be fine
Just hold my hand while I die

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?