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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 Communists Have The Music

 

The Communists Have The Music


I got handed an Ayn Rand sandwich
Straight from a can it tasted so bland
I asked a lass to pass me a glass
Of Engel's Conditions of the Working Class

Right away they dragged me to the committee
To explain my un-American activity
They're gonna see they made a mistake
If they'd only let me play my mixtape

I'm not partial to the martial
Or the plutocrats in their beaver hats
And the fascists have the outfits
But I don't care for the outfits
What I care about is music
And the communists have the music

I hear a melody
And just as suddenly
I know who I'm
Supposed to be

I don't need a rationale
To sing the Internationale
I only need to plug in the headphone jack
So I can listen to my backing track

I'm not jealous of the zealous
Or anarchics with guitar picks
And the fascists have their outfits
But I don't care for the outfits
What I care about is music
And the communists have the music
Yes the communists have the music
Oh the communists have the music

I hear a melody
And just as suddenly
I know who I'm
Supposed to be

I'm not partial to the martial
Or the plutocrats in their beaver hats
And the fascists have the outfits
But I don't care for the outfits
What I care about is music
And the communists have the music

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