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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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Janis Ian

New Christ Cardiac Hero

 

New Christ Cardiac Hero

(album: Janis Ian - 1967)


Yesterday's preacher, today's bikini beacher
They've stolen your clerical robes and your bible's been thrown
Your virgin red crown of thorns has turned to ivory horns
And your corner throne, it has become a coroner's stone
The crucifix you prayed on turned to jail-house bars
Its silver chain you left out in the rain to glow with dust
Has turned to seaweed tangled in your heart
Now how does it feel to pull out the nails and find you still can walk?

Oh, you can't feel it all from your self imposed rack on the wall
The tighter you drive the nails, oh, the harder you'll fall
So come on down, come off it, sir, your gonna get hurt

The holy water you bathe in mingles with the sewer
All your disciples have reclaimed their rifles and taken the cure
Your lectures of ways are only today's pool room jokes
Sprawled on the walls of tenement halls and bathroom bowls
As jingle bells cry pay us well or you'll go to hell
Freedom's chains bind your pain and tie you well
But how could you know the gallows you hold weighs you down?
Now isn't it boss you don't need a cross to get around

Oh, you can't feel it all from your self imposed rack on the wall
The tighter you drive the nails, oh, the harder you'll fall
So come on down, come off it, sir, your gonna get hurt

The eyes that cried for mankind's pride are covered with shades
As the children of God trample unshod past your mindly grave
New Christ, hipster, cardiac hero of 2000 years past your mind
Spits at your feet crying "We have no need of a god, each of us is his own"
Yesterday's preacher, today's bikini beacher
They've stolen your clerical robes, your bible's been thrown
You must have a cross but they've taken yours, God
And shot you filled with dead
So following new Christ, pick up on a cycle instead

Oh, you can't feel it all from your self imposed rack on the wall
The tighter you drive the nails, oh, the harder you'll fall
So, come on down, come off it, sir, your gonna get hurt

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