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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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The Georgia Satellites

Every Picture Tells A Story

 

Every Picture Tells A Story

(album: Georgia Satellites - 1986)


Spent some time feeling inferior
standing in front of my mirror
combed my hair in a thousand ways
but I came out looking just the same
Daddy said "Son you better see the world
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave.
But remember one thing don't lose your head
to a woman that'll spend your bread"
So I got out

Paris was a place you could hide away
if you thought you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace,
just claimed I was a nasty person
down along the Left Bank, minding my own,
was knocked down by a human stampede
got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot
when all I wanted was a cup of tea
I was accused

Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough
of the things that keep a young man alive
my body stunk but I kept my funk at a time

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Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?