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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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White Reaper

Tell Me

 

Tell Me

(album: The World's Best American Band - 2017)


He likes to roll
In a brand new stretch-type limo
And soak up the gold
From all the tickets and the tees that he's sold
And we like to watch
And fight over everything that he drops
And the lines? They stay chopped
Oh yeah, cause the show can never stop

Oh, he's gonna tell me
Oh, he's gonna tell me
Oh, he's gonna tell me
About the mean kids crashing the bar
And the good kids torching their cars

Yeah, he loves control
Of all the little hearts and the little souls
Blood lovers on patrol
Down all the hills and the streets and the parks and the peaks and the rows
Who knocked this angel on his ass?
He can't swim but he washes up in his cash
Some bills to rinse, some bills to dry
Still he's gonna try

Oh, he's gonna tell me
Oh, he's gonna tell me
Oh, he's gonna tell me
About the mean kids crashing the bar
And the good kids torching their cars
And the mean kids crashing the bar
And the good kids torching their cars

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?