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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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Chuck Berry

Rock Cradle Rock

 

Rock Cradle Rock

(album: From St. Louie To Frisco - 1968)


I was born under the sign of Libra
October, eighteen, seven o'clock
I must have had it bad, 'cause in the cradle I had
My mother said, before noon I was trying to rock
My mother said, before noon I was trying to rock

For years I tried to make A grades
To satisfy my Mom and Pop
In music I'm boss, but in Math, I was lost
I guess my head was full of nothing but rock
I guess my head was full of nothing but rock

Hear they're swinging the Fox Trot at the hotel
Hear the country picking 'round the clock
Pick up some sounds of the jazz around
But if you dig what you hear, you dig rock
Ah, if you dig what you hear, you dig rock

The thing I'm gon' tell my dick jock
So he can sock it to me 'round the clock
Spend an hour of Bach in his original rock
And if you dig what he's playing, you dig rock
And if you dig what he's playing, you dig rock

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