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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

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Well Measured Vice

 

Well Measured Vice

(album: Puppet Loosely Strung - 2014)


Political man, I am not
But I can smell a scum that's spreading like dry rot
Mounted on high horses here they come
On their very own newly written rules of thumb

From the ladies in their strip clubs
To the men who sell you porn
Puritanical thugs are out to shoot you down with scorn
So much desire on this playday today
It makes no sense to push the real display away

What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price
What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price

Your rights and wrongs decided for you
They will pity and deplore you
And assume that you are goods that
Have been damaged in your journey
As you travelled into sin
But the body as the site of sin is really wearing thin

Push it underground, what a surprise!
Be witness to a darker demise
Into the hands of crooks who feed on bribes
Be witness to a darker demise

What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price
What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price

When will the politics of envy end?
The moral police are out to cleanse, cleanse, cleanse
Say "Gay Cabaret", that might offend
So they'll grab another law, which they can bend
At first I chose simply to ignore
The many changes that they had in store
But now a cleanup operation's put in place
Well, my friends, this is one thing we must face

What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price
What is life, what is life, without well-measured vice?
Sweep it away, you'll pay the price

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