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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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Beth Hart

G.O.P.

 

G.O.P.

(album: Screamin' For My Supper - 1999)


Silver blue hair and a cane in her hand
Living to die in the promised land
Handing out flyers for the coming of Christ
She says raise from the fire for eternal life

Or they'll take your mind and they'll strip your faith
And they'll starve you with nothing that you already ate
And they'll compliment just to break you down
Spin you in circles running round and round

Good ole people live
Good ole people

Coke bottle glasses and a smile on his face
He stands on the comer screaming don't mix the race
Commanding all the children to confess all their sins
Then he beats his wife with a bottle of Gin

And they'll whip your mind just to strip your faith
Counterfeit people coming to dominate
And they'll get you high just to greet you down
Spin you in circles running round and round

Good ole people live
Good ole people give
But good ole people can't drive
And maybe that's why good ole people die
Maybe that's why
Good ole people live
Good ole people give
Good ole people can't drive
Maybe that's why good ole people die

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?