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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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Elbow

Neat Little Rows

 

Neat Little Rows

(album: Build A Rocket Boys! - 2011)


My high priestess folded neatly
Back in your box, oh Lord
Called the song he sang so sweetly
Back in your box, oh Lord

Found myself astride a tiger
Lifting my head just like you said
Drown me now in down of eider
Get me to bed, oh Lord

Lay my bones in cobblestones
Lay my bones in neat little rows
Lay my bones in cobblestones
Lay my bones in neat little rows

Angels and idols spiraling wild
Winding your necks, oh Lord
Landed gentry ride up behind me
Winding your necks, oh Lord

Smokey progress, backroom sages
Let me back in, pull back the pin
'Cause now I follow sawn up pages
Can't read the text, oh no

Lay my bones in cobblestones
Lay my bones in neat little rows
Lay my bones in cobblestones
Lay my bones in neat little rows

In the house where they grew up
There were secrets and the saints
that the eyes that ...
Would give anything to the ...

Would picture the counting your fingers
Waiting for the focus of your eyes
Oh no don't play fingers
Fingers are for pointing at the sky
Oh no don't play fingers
Fingers are for pointing at the sky

Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Lay my bones in cobblestones

Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Lay my bones in neat little rows

Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Lay my bones in cobblestones

Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Yah, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Lay my bones in neat little rows

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