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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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Good Riddance

Grandstanding From The Cheap Seats

 

Grandstanding From The Cheap Seats

(album: Good Riddance / Kill Your Idols - 2001)


Born with these opinions we've chosen to ignore
Things once worth fighting for mean nothing anymore
The best laid plans the complicated schemes
Marginalization of a people's hopes and dreams

The common man never had a choice
Too pushed aside to use our voice
Does our pride still run so deep
That we don't mind being put to sleep

The opulent look down with madisonian disdain
At the titilated insects too complacent to complain
With pavlovian precision doing just what we are told
Too entertained to realize the extent of their control

The common man never had a choice
Too pushed aside to use our voice
Does our pride still run so deep
That we don't mind being put to sleep

Ignore your dubious pretense of freedom
In a different way oppression masked by false consent
Over one hundred fifty million
Without a thing to say
Without a thing to say

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?